The English ambassador to ancient Persia was visiting the emir, an older man who could barely get around, but still commanded great respect and power. While he was attending the emir, he was asked if he could go upstairs and get the emir’s favorite pair of shoes, leather and silk slippers gilded with gold and silver and encrusted with jewels. The ambassador agreed and headed upstairs to the emir’s quarters.
While walking down the passage to the room, the ambassador passed a parlor. Inside the parlor were two of the most beautiful women he had ever seen! He walked into the parlor.
“Hello, ladies. Fine evening we’re having.”
“Greetings, ambassador. Yes, it’s fine indeed, but what are you doing in the private quarters?”
“Well, the emir likes me, and wants to join our two houses in the spirit of goodwill and alliance. He has agreed that we should marry! All three of us! And I think we should celebrate our union by consummating it at once.”
“That can’t be true, sir. This does not sound very likely. We will have to ask our father. You understand.”
“Of course. In fact, we can check right now. Follow me.”
The ambassador goes to the top of the stairs, women close behind him, and shouts down to the emir.
“Emir, your grace!”
“Both of them, right?”
“Of course! Both of them!”
Over dinner last night my date said, “When I was a little girl, my favorite fairytale was always Sleeping Beauty.”
“Really? What a lovely coincidence,” I said.
Her eyes lit up and she said, “It was your favorite too?”
I replied, “No, but I’ve put a couple of rufies in your wine.”