There was a man who lost one of his arms in an accident. He became
very depressed because he had loved to play guitar and a lot of things that
took two arms.
One day he had had it. He decided to commit suicide.
He got on an elevator and went to the top of a building to jump off.
He was standing on the ledge looking down and saw this man skipping
along, whistling and kicking up his heels. He looked closer and saw
this man didn't have any arms at all.
He started thinking, what am I doing up here feeling sorry for
myself, I still have one good arm to do things with. There goes a man with no
arms skipping down the sidewalk happy and going on with his life.
He hurried down and caught the man with no arms. He told him how
glad he was to see him because he had lost one of his arms and felt ugly and
useless and was going to kill himself. He thanked him again for
saving his life and he knew he could make it with one arm if that guy could
go on with no arms.
The man with no arms began dancing and whistling and kicking up his
heels again. He asked, "Why are you so happy anyway?"
He said, "I'm NOT happy ... My butt itches."
