Three people went to New York for their holidays. They booked a suite on the 45th floor of a high-rise hotel.
One night, when the elevator in the building broke down, the attendant arranged for them to spend the night in the lobby.
After they had talked it over, they decided to walk back to their room on foot and agreed to take turns telling jokes, singing songs and telling stories.
To ease the climb.
The joke was told, the song was sung, and when we finally reached the 34th floor, we all felt exhausted.
"Well, Peter, tell me a humorous story."
Peter said, "it's not a long story, but it's very sad: I left my key in the hall."
Insight: we pain, so humor; We are humorous, so happy.
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