Saturday 16 December 2017

Ghostly Christmas Tail (pardon the pun) :)

Every night a young dragon goes to the local pub and starts bothering the landlord for food. The landlord is forever shooing the dragon out until one night he looses his temper and chases it out, slamming the door as the dragon flees. There on the floor, to his shock, is the dragon's tail. He hears a screech of brakes, a yelp and then silence.

Opening the door he realises the dragon has been run over as it escaped his pub. Slightly remorseful the landlord picks up the tail and puts it on the bar counter where it remains to this day.

The dragon's ghost rises to the Pearly Gates where St Peter stops him. The dragon says, "Let me into heaven, please."

St Peter shakes his head and says, "I cannot let you into heaven. You have no tail."

The dragon is very sad and goes back to earth and sits outside the pub and screeches in a very ghostly fashion.

The landlord, fresh from sleep and disturbed by the racket goes to the window to see what is going on. A shiver runs down his spine when he sees the ghostly apparition.

"What do you want," he yells down fearfully.

"I need my tail so I can go to heaven," shouts back the dragon.

"Read the sign," shouts down the landlord. "I am not allowed to retail spirits after hours."

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