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Isaac Replaced by a Sheep
by Albert Russo

Challenging Abraham, Goddess commanded him to sacrifice his son Isaac. She must have had a row with some of her creatures, how else could anyone to be so cruel. Instead of refusing Her disgraceful and most uncushy order, he let out loud farts of distress, drowned by hiccups.

Seconds before he was going to slit the head of his son, Abraham’s ear suddenly tickled him something too terrible, that’s when he heard the grating voice of Goddess.

“Don’t kill your son, for now I am certain that you will always be loyal to me.”

Abe shivered like an ox and peed for joy, so much so that he soon stood in the middle of the pool of his own piss.

Don’t tell me that I am being vulgar, mentioning bodily stuff. I remember a famous French actor, hailed by a horde of fans. To the girl who tore one of his sleeves off, sniffing it like it wafted - woof woof - some kind of expensive perfume, then stuffing it in her mouth, he said: “Let me be clear, my friends. I‘m no different from any of you, I too have to go to the loo, for number two. Yes I also take a crap when I need too.”

A ram, stinking to high heaven - it oughta be to ‘shitty hell’, but the English language ain’t always up to par -, started to bleat in the nearby bush. Before its awful smell could reach his lungs, Abe caught the animal by the horns, punched it with both fists between the eyes and knocked it out on the spot, then he offered the poor animal to Goddess in sacrifice. Mmm, soon one could smell the delicious odor of grilled ribs and t-bone steak.

Now, instead of getting mad at his father for almost killing him, Isaac thanked him with these words: “You gave me to Goddess and, blessed be Her Name, She gave me back to you.” Well I never, what kind of bleating attitude is that, Jeezette! This bad example could give my uncle twisted ideas, like punishing me for no reason. But I’m no Isaac and I would be the one to punch him back so hard, his head would spin like a top and end up facing his back, like Meryl Streep in that movie whose title I forgot.

Isaac and his wifey Rebekah produced twins, Esau and Jacob. Esau was his father’s favorite, while Rebekah had a soft spot for Jacob. Now that Isaac was old and almost blind, he wanted Esau to take over and lead the tribe, that’s called a birthright.

Rebekah told her favorite son to go to his father and get his blessing before Esau could reach him, on account that the ladder had gone out hunting for food.

“But Mummy dearest, even if Dad can’t see anymore, he will touch me and know that I am not Esau.”