The Rock
One day, a well-to-do lady was walking home and met an old beggar on the street. “Madame,” said the beggar, leaning over to pick up a rock from the side of the road, “I will eat this rock for your enjoyment.” Well, the lady had never seen a man eat a rock before, so she agreed.
“First,” said the man, “I will need to cook it.” The lady agreed and took the man to her home, where she showed him to the kitchen and placed a skillet on the stove. After placing the rock in the skillet and turning on the heat, the beggar asked for a mushroom, “to give flavoring”.
The woman agreed and gave him a mushroom, which the beggar chopped and added to the skillet. He then asked for some meat, “to give it substance”. The woman agreed and gave the man some hamburger, which he added to the skillet. He then asked for some peppers, “to add a little spice”. The woman agreed and gave him a pepper, which he chopped and added to the skillet.
A few minutes later, the rock was done and the man asked for a fork. The lady handed him one, and the man dove in. First he ate the mushrooms, then he ate the peppers. After that he ate the hamburger, and then took the rock from the skillet and placed it in his pocket.
“Wait a minute,” the lady said, “you didn’t eat the rock!”
“Of course not,” replied the man, “I’m too full.” And with that, he left.