A young boy was given his first bicycle. His mother gave him very specific instructions: Wear your helmet and don't go too far. The boy thought, The heck with you Mom, and followed neither instruction. He went out far beyond the city limits and hit a tree. As he was wearing no helmet, he was knocked out. A monk came along, took the boy back to his monastery and nursed him back to health.
On the boy's last night there, the monk came in and told him, "You'll hear a ticking noise during the night. Don't ask me what it is, because I can only tell monks." During the night the boy did indeed hear a ticking noise. The next morning, forgetting the monk's directive the previous night, asked, "What was that mysterious ticking noise?" The monk answered, "I can't tell you. I can only tell monks." And he sent the boy home to his mother.
Fifteen years later, the young man received his first car. His mother told him, "Don't go too far. and remember to wear your seat belt." Again the man thought, The heck with you Mom, and went far beyond the city limits. He hit the same tree, and the same monk came and took him back to the same monastery and nursed him back to health. Neither of them remembered the other.
On the man's last night there, the monk came in and said, "You'll hear a ticking noise during the night. Don't ask me what it is, because I can only tell monks."
Then the man remembered, and was overwhelmed with curiosity.
He went away the next day, and joined another monastery, and after his official monk certification he returned to the first monastery. He asked if he could spend the night and was of course granted permission. The next morning he went to the monk and said, "Brother Monk, what was that mysterious ticking noise?"
The monk said, "Go to the orchard and dig under the tree in the southeast corner."
The man did so and found a box with an orange key. He went back to the monk and said, "Where does this key go?" The monk took him to the third guest bedroom on the second floor, moved aside the wardrobe and there was an orange door. The key opened the door, and there was a purple door behind it. The monk told the man, "Go to the fifth berry bush from the left in the middle row in the raspberry field." So the man did so, and there was a blue key. Upon discovering that the blue key did not open the purple door, the man was told that there was a blue cabinet under the bed. After looking, he found the box and opened it, and there was the purple key. Behind the purple door was a flight of stairs.
The man climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed, up and up and up and up and up.
At the top, the exhausted man found a red door.
He slid down the banister and gasped, clutching the stitch in his side, "Brother...Monk...there's a...red...door up there.... The monk gave him a red key and bade him climb again. The man almost died of heart failure on the way up the stairs, but he finally reached the top, unlocked the door and entered a dark room. The mysterious ticking noise was verrrryyyy close...
What was it?
On the boy's last night there, the monk came in and told him, "You'll hear a ticking noise during the night. Don't ask me what it is, because I can only tell monks." During the night the boy did indeed hear a ticking noise. The next morning, forgetting the monk's directive the previous night, asked, "What was that mysterious ticking noise?" The monk answered, "I can't tell you. I can only tell monks." And he sent the boy home to his mother.
Fifteen years later, the young man received his first car. His mother told him, "Don't go too far. and remember to wear your seat belt." Again the man thought, The heck with you Mom, and went far beyond the city limits. He hit the same tree, and the same monk came and took him back to the same monastery and nursed him back to health. Neither of them remembered the other.
On the man's last night there, the monk came in and said, "You'll hear a ticking noise during the night. Don't ask me what it is, because I can only tell monks."
Then the man remembered, and was overwhelmed with curiosity.
He went away the next day, and joined another monastery, and after his official monk certification he returned to the first monastery. He asked if he could spend the night and was of course granted permission. The next morning he went to the monk and said, "Brother Monk, what was that mysterious ticking noise?"
The monk said, "Go to the orchard and dig under the tree in the southeast corner."
The man did so and found a box with an orange key. He went back to the monk and said, "Where does this key go?" The monk took him to the third guest bedroom on the second floor, moved aside the wardrobe and there was an orange door. The key opened the door, and there was a purple door behind it. The monk told the man, "Go to the fifth berry bush from the left in the middle row in the raspberry field." So the man did so, and there was a blue key. Upon discovering that the blue key did not open the purple door, the man was told that there was a blue cabinet under the bed. After looking, he found the box and opened it, and there was the purple key. Behind the purple door was a flight of stairs.
The man climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed, up and up and up and up and up.
At the top, the exhausted man found a red door.
He slid down the banister and gasped, clutching the stitch in his side, "Brother...Monk...there's a...red...door up there.... The monk gave him a red key and bade him climb again. The man almost died of heart failure on the way up the stairs, but he finally reached the top, unlocked the door and entered a dark room. The mysterious ticking noise was verrrryyyy close...
What was it?
And the answer? Ready for this?
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I can't tell you. I can only tell monks.
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I can't tell you. I can only tell monks.
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