Fortune Cookies

I had Chinese for lunch yesterday and was reminded of an old joke:

Two men were sitting next to each other at a Chinese restaurant. At the end of their meal, the waiter brought fortune cookies along with the check. The first man cracked open his cookie, read his fortune, then punched his neighbor in the arm. Hard. The second man stared at him, wild-eyed, and asked why he would do such a thing. The first man shrugged and handed him the strip of paper. It read, "You will punch your neighbor in the arm. Hard."

The second man considered this, nodding his head. Slowly, he cracked open his cookie, read his fortune, then lived a life of unbridled happiness and prosperity.