WATCHING
THE GAME
A guy with leprosy wins tickets to see the world
series. But when he gets there, he has trouble finding a seat because pieces of him are
peeling and flaking off, and he's very concerned about grossing out the other fans.
The leper wanders through the bleachers looking for
a seat where his grotesque appearance won't disturb anyone else. Finally he finds an open
seat where he might be able to watch the game. He asks the man in the adjoining seat if it
would be okay to sit there.
The man answers, "Yeah. Just sit down, shut up,
and watch the game."
The leper sits down and adds, "As you can see,
I have leprosy. If it disturbs you, I will move."
"It doesn't bother me. Just shut up, and watch
the game."
A while later, during the fourth inning, the man
suddenly vomits. Frothy beer, hot dogs, and peanuts are splattered everywhere.
Seeing this, the leper gets up and says, "Thank
you for allowing me to sit next to you, but I can see that my appearance has caused you to
get sick. I will find another place to sit."
"It's NOT you. Just sit down, shut up, and
watch the game."
So the leper sits back down. But during the sixth
inning, the man begins to vomit again. This time it is projectile vomitus. A powerful
blast of beer and pretzels shoots out from the man's mouth and nose until his stomach is
completely emptied.
Seeing this, the leper gets up and says, "Thank
you for allowing me to sit next to you, but I can see that my appearance has caused you to
get sick. I will find another place to sit."
"Really, it's NOT you. Just sit down, shut up,
and watch the game."
So the leper sits back down. But during the seventh
inning, the man begins to vomit again. This time it is the dry heaves. The leper feels
absolutely awful at the sight of this man suffering. And once again, the leper offers to
leave.
But the man insists, "Really, it's NOT
you."
So the leper asks, "Well if it's not me that is
making you so sick, then what is?"
"It's that guy behind you. He keeps dipping his
nachos in your back."
 
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