I thought maybe the restaurant had a farm…killed their own cows, pigs, etc…and the dude who kept the farm in shape was using a pitchfork to move some hay and then came in for a free lunch.
im surprised - w the exception of django - no one spoiled it in advance. I, being the epitome of noble character, googled it hours ago but -again because i am so noble - i let you peons continue the charade.
I had this metaphysics class once where the teacher would say, ok I have a key in my hand… but I also have a lump of metal in my hand… do I have one thing or are there 2 distinct things…
Riddle #3: A man walks into a bar, has a beer, says a sentence to the woman next to him, she slaps him and he reaches into his briefcase and throws a baseball at the window.
How fast did he walk into the bar? Was the baseball thrown hard enough to break the window? How fast must a baseball be thrown to break a window X thick? How thick was the window? How hard did she slap him? Did it leave a mark? What kind of beer did he have? What color was his briefcase? How many vowels were in his spoken sentence? How tall was the man in centimeters? What color were her eyes?