A tourist walks into a curio shop in San Francisco.
Looking around at the exotica, he notices a very
lifelike, life-sized bronze statue of a rat. It has no
price tag, but is so striking he decides he must have
it. He took it to the owner: \"How much for the bronze
rat?\"

\"Twelve dollars for the rat, one hundred dollars for
the story,\" said the owner.

The tourist gave the man twelve dollars. \"I\'ll just
take the rat, you can keep the story.\"

As he walked down the street carrying his bronze rat,
he noticed that a few real rats had crawled out of the
alleys and sewers and began following him down the
street. This was disconcerting; he began walking
faster. But within a couple blocks, the herd of rats
behind him had grown to hundreds, and they began
squealing.

He began to trot toward the Bay, looking around to see
that the rats now numbered in the MILLIONS, and were
squealing and coming toward him faster and faster.

Concerned, even scared, he ran to the edge of the Bay
and threw the bronze rat as far out into the Bay as he
could. Amazingly, the millions of rats all jumped into
the Bay after it, and were all drowned.

The man walked back to the curio shop.

\"Ah ha,\" said the owner, \"You have come back for the
story?\"

\"No,\" said the man, \"I came back to see if you have a
bronze John Kerry statue!\"