an edifying and instructional story for lovers of Osho.

A man walked into a pub. On the bar was a bright sign ‘Ice Cold Guinness.’ The man asked for a pint of Guinness; the barman carefully filled a pint glass with the thick dark beer. The man took the glass to his lips and took a swig. The beer was horrible.

“This isn’t Guinness” the man said to the barman. “It’s vile. It’s the worst beer I have ever had. It tastes like the cheapest lager coloured with black shoe polish. What’s happened to Guinness?”

“Don’t you know,” said the barman. “Guinness is Free. The Guinness company lost the trademark on some legal technicality. Now anyone can use the word Guinness to sell beer, or anything else for that matter.”

“But I loved Guinness,” said the man. “It was the only beer I drank. How can I get a pint of genuine Guinness?”

“You can’t,” said the barman sadly, for he was also a lover of Guinness. “Every Tom, Dick and Harry is selling his beer under the name Guinness.”

The man sadly repaired home, never to drink his beloved beer again.

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Now something serious….

Prince Edward, the queen’s youngest son, takes a horse ride every morning in Hyde Park. And every day he sees the same beautiful girl sitting on a park bench. He soon falls madly in love with her, but is too shy to introduce himself. Not knowing what to do, he consults his elder brother Charles who is more experienced in such matters.
“Simple,” says Charles. “Just paint your horse green.”
“Green?” exclaims Edward.
“Yes, green,” says Charles. “And next time you see her, she will say, `Your horse is green?’ and you can say, `That’s right, and my name is Prince Edward.’ And then you can take her for a drink and then you can invite her for a weekend in Scotland, and if you play your cards right, you may end up with a romp in the heather.”
“Great!” says Edward. And the next morning he arrives in the park with a green horse.
The girl looks up, sees him and cries, “My God, your horse is green!”
“Yes,” says Edward, and then he stammers, “well, er, well, well… I wanna fuck you!”

Continuing their tour of India, Hymie Goldberg and Becky Goldberg go trekking in the Himalayas. Walking along the path, gazing at the mountain scenery, Hymie bumps straight into a yeti, one of the legendary abominable snowmen. The yeti picks up Hymie and runs off into the hills, leaving Becky wailing and crying that she will never see her Hymie again.
Sure enough, a few minutes later there is a piercing shriek that echoes around the mountains and Becky fears the worst. But a short while later, Hymie comes limping down the path into Becky’s arms.
“What happened?” she cries in relief. “How did you escape?”
“Well,” says Hymie reluctantly, “I thought I was finished, all twisted up in the creature’s arms until I could not breathe. And then I saw this pair of balls hanging in front of my nose, so with my last energy I bit the balls as hard as I could. And you have no idea how much strength a man gets when he bites his own balls!”

Okay, Maneesha?

Yes, Beloved Master.

Osho: Hari Om Tat Sat, Chapter 18