A guy joins a monastery and takes a vow of silence. He’s allowed to say only
two words every 7 years.
After the first 7 years, the elders bring him in and ask him for his 2 words.
“Cold floors,” he says.
They nod and send him away. 7 more years pass and they bring him in for his 2
words.
He clears his throat and says, “Bad food.” They nod and send him away.
7 more years pass and they bring him in for his 2 words.
“I quit,” he says.
“That’s not surprising,” the elders say…
“You’ve done nothing but complain since you’ve been here!”