 Joke
of the Day:
A publisher was dismayed at the manuscript for Robert Louis Stevenson's "A Child's Garden of Verses." He'd contracted for a children's book, of course, but he was appalled that Stevenson had delivered a volume of poetry.
"It'll never sell," said the publisher, and informed Stevenson that he was backing out of the contract.
Stevenson, however, gently reminded him that he had no leg to stand on. "After all," said the author, "I never promised you a prose garden."
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Bonus Joke:
The other day I decided to bake a cake and so, with my wife's permission, I got set to work in the kitchen. Then I discovered that we didn't have any butter, so I sent my dog to buy some. On the way, he passed a book store and, being intrigued by a display in the window; he went in and came home with a dog-eared book of poems.
The point of my story is: Never send a literary dog to the grocery store because he'll get verse before he gets butter!"
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