Apologies if SIAL, but I'm sure someone hasn't seen this...


One day, an Englishman walked into an antiques shop in London. Looking
around, he notices a life-sized bronze sculpture of a cat. The sculpture
is so intriguing, he decides he must buy it and asks the shopkeeper the
price. "Twelve pounds for the cat, sir," the shopkeeper tells him,"and
100 pounds for the story that goes with it." "I'll take the cat," says
the man, "but you can keep the story." The transaction completed, the
Englishman leaves the store with the bronze cat under his arm. As he
crosses the street in front of the store, two live cats emerge from an
alley and fall into step behind him. Nervously looking over his
shoulder, he begins to walk faster, but every time he passes another
alley, more cats come out and follow him. By the time he's walked two
blocks, at least a hundred cats are at his heels, and people begin to
point and shout. He walks even faster, and soon breaks into a trot as
multitudes of cats swarm from alleys, basements, vacant lots, and
abandoned cars. Thousands of cats are now at his heels, and as he sees
the waterfront at the bottom of the hill, he panics and starts to run
full tilt. No matter how fast he runs, the cats keep up, hissing
insanely, now not just thousands, but millions, so that by the time he
comes rushing up to the water's edge a trail of cats several blocks long
is behind him. Making a mighty leap, he jumps onto a light post,
grasping it with one arm while he hurls the bronze cat into the River
Thames. Clinging to the light post, he watches in amazement as the
seething tide of cats surges over the banks into the river, where they
all drown. Amazed and almost dumbstruck, he makes his way back to the
antiques shop. "Ah, so you've come back for the story," says the
shopkeeper. No," says the Englishman, "I was wondering if you have a
bronze Asylum seeker."

 

 

Bye, bye joke