Okay, the other ones I made up, and I admit, they were baaad. This one, though, I didn't make...
In Merrie Olde Angle-land many years ago, a tinker was once on his way to London, but it was growing dark and he was nowhere near his destination. Thus, he went up to the inn at the side of the road, and read the name: St. George and the Dragon.
He knocked on the door until an old woman stuck her head out an upstairs window. "What do you want?" she snapped.
"Please, ma'am," he explained, "I need a place to sleep; could you perchance spare me one?"
"No!" was the snappy answer.
"Well, I'm very hungry. Could you please spare a bite of food?"
Again the answer was "No!"
"I'm very thirsty. Could you spare a drop of water?"
"No!"
Sadly, the man looked at the sign again. St. George and the Dragon, huh? He smiled, and snapped up at the old woman, "Well, then, would I be able to speak to George?"
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