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April 26th, 2004
History’s Worst Typo
A new young monk arrives at the monastery. He
is assigned to help the other monks in copying
the old canons and laws of the church by hand.
He notices, however, that all of the monks are
copying from copies, not from the original
manuscript.
So, the new monk goes to the head abbot to question
this, pointing out that if someone made even a small
error in the first copy, it would never be picked up.
In fact, that error would be continued in all of the
subsequent copies.
The head monk, says, “We have been copying from
the copies for centuries, but you make a good
point, my son.”
So, he goes down into the dark caves underneath
the monastery where the original manuscript is
held as archives in a locked vault that hasn’t
been opened for hundreds of years.
Hours go by and nobody sees the old abbot. So,
the young monk gets worried and goes downstairs
to look for him.
He sees him banging his head against the wall,
and wailing "We forgot the “R”, We forgot the
“R” His forehead is all bloody and bruised and
he is crying uncontrollably.
The young monk asks the old abbot, “What’s wrong,
father?”
With a choking voice, the old abbot replies, “The
word is celebrate.” “The word is c e l e b R a t e.”
Originally published April 26th, 2004 on Fly Anglers Online.