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He is a bodhisattva.
(BETURBANNED SARDAR, DEEP IN BELLY LAUGH, HAS, AS IS NOW A NIGHTLY OCCURRENCE, SENT RIPPLES OF LAUGHTER TO EVERY CORNER OF THE AUDITORIUM. THE MASTER, HAS TURNED IN SARDAR'S DIRECTION AND HAS ALSO JOINED IN THE LAUGHTER.)
Paddy is in town for a big party at the Wonky Donkey Pub. By five in the morning, Paddy has had enough. He leaves the party and makes his way back to his hotel. Staggering around, he climbs up three flights of stairs before he remembers that there is an elevator. Pulling open the elevator door, Paddy steps into the open elevator shaft and falls straight to the basement.
Shakily, he stands up, brushes himself off and adjusts his cap.
"Dammit!" Paddy shouts, "I said UP!"
Olga Kowalski wakes up late one morning. Her hair is full of curlers, her eyes are puffy and her face has a mud pack on from the night before.
She plods downstairs to the kitchen in an old housecoat and a worn out pair of carpet slippers.
Looking blearily out of the kitchen window, Olga sees that the garbage truck is about to move on up the street. She grabs her bag of garbage, dashes out of the house and races up to one of the garbage men, panting.
"Am I too late?" gasps Olga.
"No, lady," replies the man, "just jump right in!"
Zabriski calls for his little son, Albert, and gives him five dollars. "Albert," he says, "go to the store and get three pounds of butter."
Albert dashes off, grabbing the family dog, Bucko, to take along with him. On the way to the grocers, Albert passes his favorite sweet shop and gets a better idea of what to do with the money.
He runs into the candy store and buys sweets. Afterwards, he sneaks back home and hides the chocolates under his bed. Then little Albert puts on a sad face and goes to see his father. "What happened?" asks Zabriski. "Where's the butter?"
"The dog," says Little Albert, pointing to Bucko. "That son-of-a-bitch snatched the butter away from me and ate it all up!"
Zabriski grabs the little dog and puts him up on the weighing scale. The scale indicates exactly three pounds.
Zabriski scratches his Polack head, turns
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