The old man said, “You can choose the red ball, the yellow ball, or the blue ball: one will bring you wealth and fame, one will bring you an average life, and one will bring you poverty and misery.”
I asked, “Can I choose that old cardboard box?”
“If you wish, but why?”
“Because you’ve already told me where those balls will lead.”
note: you should have seen the guy who juggled those balls!
Today I realized that if I was the guy sitting on top of a mountain, and people started coming to ask me questions about life, I’d probably just jerk them around with vague silly mumbo-jumbo questions. Hey! I’m just some goof sitting on a mountain!