During the first Gulf War, Gen. Norman Schwarzkopf is walking in the Iraqi desert.
He kicks something in the sand, bends down, and discovers it is a brass lamp, which of course he rubs. Out pops a genie.
"I can grant you any wish you like," says the genie.
Schwarzkopf removes a map of the Middle East from his back pocket.
"I'd like everlasting peace throughout this region," says the general.
"You've picked the one thing that even I cannot do," confesses the genie, with a sigh. "Could you pick a second choice?"
"Well . ..," says the general. "It would be nice if the Cubs could finally win a World Series."
The genie looks stricken.
"On second thought," he says, "let me see that map again."
He kicks something in the sand, bends down, and discovers it is a brass lamp, which of course he rubs. Out pops a genie.
"I can grant you any wish you like," says the genie.
Schwarzkopf removes a map of the Middle East from his back pocket.
"I'd like everlasting peace throughout this region," says the general.
"You've picked the one thing that even I cannot do," confesses the genie, with a sigh. "Could you pick a second choice?"
"Well . ..," says the general. "It would be nice if the Cubs could finally win a World Series."
The genie looks stricken.
"On second thought," he says, "let me see that map again."
