Let's stick with those creative folks at Google.
You know you can find a map for driving your vehicle to just about anyplace, from anyplace, from one of several websites on the 'Net. Everyone has their favorite.
Well, Google - in light of our gasoline prices that are now catching up to the rest of the world in their exorbitantness - is testing maps and directions for walking from Point A to Point B.
Late one Sunday afternoon, a man from a very small village went out for a stroll through the meadows.
As he passed a particularly tall tree, he was stunned to hear a voice call down to him. It seemed that a parachutist had gotten trapped in the tall branches of the tree.
"What are you doing up there?" the man called up.
"I was parachuting," came the answer, "and my parachute didn't open."
The man just shook his head. "Well, of course it didn't," he yelled, "if you had bothered to ask, anyone could have told you that NOTHING around here opens on Sunday!"
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