He Wrote a 500-Page Novel…
At a psychiatric hospital:
The doctor was making his rounds when he noticed an old man proudly carrying an enormous book.
**Doctor:** “What’s that?”
**Old Man:** “My novel.. Five hundred pages!”
**Doctor:** “Five hundred pages?! Incredible! What’s it about?”
**Old Man:** “A king rode his horse into the jungle.”
**Doctor:** “And what happens on the last page?”
**Old Man:** “The king reaches the jungle.”
**Doctor:** “Then what’s in the other 498 pages?”
**Old Man:**
“Tigdik tigdik tigdik…
Tigdik tigdik tigdik…
Tigdik tigdik tigdik tigdik…”
**Doctor:** “What the hell is that?”
**Old Man:** “The horse running!”
**Doctor:** “And who’s going to read 500 pages of that?”
The old man smiled:
**“I’ll post it on Facebook. My crazy friends will read it.”**
The doctor laughed.
**Old Man:** “Actually… one of them is reading it right now.”
**Doctor:** “Who?”
The old man pointed at him.
**“You.”**
