30.08.06 - 10:40

There are two ways this new entry could go: I could talk about my $200 water bill and the petty bureaucrats who are making my life a living hell, sucking all enjoyment out of the little Mauritania has to offer, or I could write some jokes. So, I'll write some jokes.

Here are some that I made up.

Sidna: What do you call a baby elephant who sucks up to his flu-ridden aunt?
Aisha: A sick-o-phant!

Fati: Want to hear something gross?
Mamadou: OK...
Fati: 144 gumballs!

Mohamed: What's the name of a woman with 12 children?
Djeinaba: Tell me.
Mohamed: Fati Gueye. (Fatigue = "tired" in french)

Abu: Why can't Jennifer Lopez come to Mauritania?
Adema: Because there's a Boutilimit! (a town in Mauritania)

Question: How many Mauritanians does it take to screw in a light bulb?

Sidna: None. We get the NGOs to pay for the bulb, then change it for us while we drink tea and get fat!
Aisha: Why bother? We don't have electricity.
Fati: 18. 17 fat white Moors to collect "government fees" to allow the bulb to be replaced, and one skinny black African to do the dirty work.
Mamadou: One, but it takes him a year and a half to get around to it.

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