A Good Eduction
Pays Off
by Michael A.
Kechula
“Frankly,
my Dear, I don’t give a damn,” Harry
said when Marcia announced the cognac he’d
just downed had been laced with rat poison.
“I’m fed up with life. Being ultra rich
is supremely boring.”
“You’ll
care in thirty seconds, when your stomach
disintegrates,” she said. “Meanwhile,
here’s a new will for your signature. Take
this pen and sign before you convulse.”
Harry grabbed
the pen and slammed it into Marcia’s eye. At
that moment, the poison hit home, and he
convulsed. That caused the pen to act like a
jackhammer, pounding her eye a hundred times per
second
She died
before Harry.
Minutes later,
two rats ran into the room, grabbed the will and
pen, and dragged them to their nest.
“What
does it say,” asked the illiterate rat.
The Oxford-educated
rat put on her glasses and read the will.
“Hey, this says the cat is supposed to get
ten million. Gimme that pen .”
The educated
rat crossed out the “c” in cat, and
replaced it with “r.” Then it scribbled
Harry’s initials.
“There.
That makes it official. All we gotta do is put
this in Harry’s hand and wait for the legal
process to run its course.”
A few months
later, both rats were lollygagging around a beach
house on the French Riviera, sipping pink
champagne—or whatever rats drink when
they’re fabulously wealthy.
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