A soldier stationed deep overseas received an unexpected, devastating “Dear John” breakup letter from his girlfriend back home. The letter read:
Dear Harry,
I can no longer continue our relationship. The distance between us is just too great.
I must honestly admit that I have cheated on you twice since you’ve been gone, and it’s simply not fair to either of us anymore. I’m truly sorry. Please return the photograph of me that I sent you last year.
Love, Kim.
Though his feelings were deeply hurt, Harry refused to let her get the last laugh. He marched around the barracks and asked his fellow soldiers to donate any spare snapshots they could part with—photos of their girlfriends, sisters, ex-girlfriends, aunts, cousins, or random magazine cutouts.
Harry packed up Kim’s original photograph, mixed it into a massive stack with 43 other pictures of beautiful women, and shoved them all into a single envelope.
Along with the pile of photos, he included a smug handwritten note that read:
“Dear Kim, I’m so sorry, but I’ve been so busy out here that I can’t quite remember exactly which one you are. Please take your picture from the pile, and kindly send the rest back to me. Take care, Harry.”
The Chief Accused the Only White Man of Fathering His Child—Until a Black Sheep Exposed an Even Wilder Secret
A distinguished university professor was sent deep into the wilderness to live with a remote, isolated tribe. Over the course of several years, he fully integrated into their society, dedicatedly teaching the villagers how to read, write, do advanced mathematics, and understand modern science.
One day, a wave of shockwaves rippled through the entire community: the tribe chief’s wife had just given birth to a healthy, noticeably white baby.
Furious and looking for answers, the chief immediately pulled the professor aside into a private tent and growled, “Look here, pal! You are the absolute only white man we have ever seen in these lands, and suddenly my wife gives birth to a white child. It doesn’t take a genius to calculate exactly what happened here!”
The professor panicked for a second, but quickly gathered his scientific wits.
“No, Chief, please calm down! You are entirely mistaken,” the professor pleaded. “What you are witnessing here is simply a rare, natural genetic occurrence. In science, we call it an albino. It’s completely random!”
The chief glared at him, entirely unconvinced.
The professor pointed out of the tent toward a nearby meadow. “Look at that herd of livestock over there, Chief. Every single one of those sheep is pure white, except for that one solitary black sheep. Sometimes, nature just works in mysterious ways, and random traits pop up out of nowhere.”
The chief stared at the black sheep in the distance, falling dead silent for a long, tense moment. Finally, he looked back at the professor, cleared his throat nervously, and whispered:
“Tell you what, professor… You don’t say another single word about that black sheep, and I won’t say another single word about this white baby.”
