A doctor and a deaf man were courting the same woman. Every day, the doctor would give her a rose, and the deaf man would give her an apple. The woman became confused and eventually asked the deaf man, ‘Every day, the doctor gives me a perfect, fresh-cut red rose, the symbol of love and beauty. I understand that, but why do you keep giving me an apple?’
And the deaf man said, ‘What??’
Boru
And the deaf man said, ‘What??’
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson