THE SUBJECT WAS CAMELS (Ships of the desert) A traveling salesman had a route that took him half way round a large desert.

THE SUBJECT WAS CAMELS (Ships of the desert)
A traveling salesman had a route that took him half way round
a large desert. He would stop at each small town on the
deserts edge deliver supplies from his last visit and get new
orders for the next trip out. It would take him eight weeks to
reach the furthest village, and then eight week back to get the
goods. He often wished he could ride straight across the
desert and save the long trip back. But it was an estimated
eight day trip and no camel could go longer that seven days
without water.
One day when he got to the last villiage he saw a sign for an
eight day camel. This he thought would solve all his problems
and give him more time to spend with his young wife and family.
So he rented the camel and started out across the desert. On
the seventh day the camel died! By some small miracle he was
able to walk out of the desert. But he spent seven weeks
recovering and gained no time at all not to mention the ordeal
he went through.
On his next trip, when he arrived at the last outpost he saw
the same sign and went up the the owner to complain. "Very
strange", said the owner. Then proceeded to question him.
"Did you have the camel drink eight times as I told you?"
"Yes I did!" "Well then did you do the clap?"
"The clap? What are you talking about?"
"When the camel is taking his final drink you pick up two
brinks and clap them smartly on the camels balls. He will then
suddenly suck up the extra water necessary to go eight days."
"Doesn't that hurt?" asked the salesman.
"Oh no! Just be careful not to get your thumbs in between the
bricks!"