King Arthur was ambushed and
imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have
killed him but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered
him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur
would have a year to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no
answer; he would be put to death.
The question? . . . What do
women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable
man, and to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was
better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by
year's end.
He returned to his kingdom and
began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise men and even the
court jester. He spoke with every one, but no one could give him a satisfactory
answer.
But the price would be high; as
the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she
charged.
The last day of the year
arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer
the question, but he would have to agree to her price first.
The old witch wanted to marry
Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's
closest friend!
Young Arthur was horrified. She
was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made
obscene noises, etc. He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all
his life.
He refused to force his friend
to marry her and endure such a terrible burden; but Lancelot, learning of the
proposal, spoke with Arthur. He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice,
compared to Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table.
Hence, a wedding was proclaimed
and the witch answered Arthur's question thus:
What a woman really wants, she
answered . . . is to be in charge of her own life.
Everyone in the kingdom
instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur's life
would be spared.
And so it was, the neighboring
monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful
wedding.
The honeymoon hour approached
and Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom.
But, what a sight awaited him.
The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened
The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened
The beauty replied that since
he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a witch, she would henceforth
be her horrible, deformed self only half-the-time and the beautiful maiden the
other half.
Which would he prefer?
Beautiful during the day . . . or night?
Lancelot pondered the
predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but
at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch? Or, would he prefer
having a hideous witch during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him
to enjoy wondrous intimate moments?
What would YOU do?
What Lancelot chose is below.
BUT . . . make YOUR choice before you scroll down below. OKAY?
Noble Lancelot said that he
would allow HER to make the choice herself.
Upon hearing this, she
announced that she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her
enough to let her be in charge of her own life.
Now . . . what is the moral to
this story?
The moral is . . .
If you don't let a woman have
her own way . . .
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