Two Hindustani’s boarded a shuttle out of Washington for New York. One sat in
the window seat, the other in the middle seat. Just before take off a little
chinese guy got on and took the aisle seat next to the Hindustanis. He kicked
off his shoes, wiggled his toes and was settling in when the Hindustani in the
window seat said, “I think I’ll go up and get a coke.”
“No problem,” said the chinese guy. “I’ll get it for you.”
While he was gone, the Hindustani picked up the Chinese guy’s shoe and spat in
it. When the Chinese guy returned with the coke, the other Hindustani said,
“That looks good. I think I’ll have one too.”
Again, the Chinese guy obligingly went to fetch it, and while he is gone the
Hindustani picked up the other shoe and spat in it. The Chinese guy returned
with the coke, and they all sat back and enjoyed the short flight to New York.
As the plane was landing, the Chinese guy slipped his feet into his shoes and
knew immediately what had happened.
“How long must this go on?” the Chinese guy asked. “This enmity between our
peoples… this hatred… this animosity… this spitting in shoes and
pissing in cokes?!”