Ronald and Ronald Jr. were bungee jumping one day when Ronald Jr. says, “You know Pop, we could make a lot of money running our own bungee-jumping service in Mexico.”
“I don’t know,” Ronald said, “no one is supposed to do business in Mexico. But, I’ve been thinking about building a tower down there for a couple of years now, so I’m sure that doesn’t apply to us.”
“This is a service, not a business, but we’d better do it before they build that thirty foot wall. I know what we’ll do,” says Ronald Jr., “I’ll run the business and you’ll look as clean as a newly changed baby’s bottom.”
So the two, mainly Ronald, put their money together and bought everything they would need – a tower, an elastic cord, insurance, and so forth.
Upon arriving in Mexico, they set up on the square of a small town. As they constructed the tower, a crowd began to assemble. Slowly, more and more people gathered in the square to watch them at work as seeing gringos work in Mexico wasn’t a common sight.
At last, the tower was complete and the bungee cord was installed. All was ready. Ronald put on the harness, attached himself to the bungee cord and jumped. He bounced at the end of the cord, but when he came back up, Ronald Jr. noticed that he had a few cuts and scratches. Unfortunately, Ronald Jr. wasn’t able to catch him; he fell again, bounced, and came back up. That time he was bruised and bleeding. Again, Ronald Jr. couldn’t catch him, and Ronald fell again and bounced back up. That time he came back pretty messed up, with a couple of broken bones and nearly unconscious.
Luckily, Ronald Jr. finally caught him. “What happened?” he cried. “Did we miscalculate? Was the cord too long?”
Ronald said, “No, the cord was fine, but what the heck is a ‘piñata’?”
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