So a zebra goes to the local priest and asks, "Priest, am I a white zebra with black stripes or a black one with white stripes?"
The priest replied it did not matter, and directed him to his friend, the Rabbi.
"Rabbi, am I a white zebra with black stripes, or a black zebra with white stripes?"
The rabbi answered, "you are what you are. But if you want more advice, ask the wise old man on the mountain."
So the zebra went on a long journey into the mountains, finally reaching the top to find an ancient palace atop the mountain peak. Finding the wise old man, he asked for his advice on the matter.
Clearing his throat, old man replied, "If you were a black zebra with white stripes, the rabbi would have said 'you is what you is'."
The priest replied it did not matter, and directed him to his friend, the Rabbi.
"Rabbi, am I a white zebra with black stripes, or a black zebra with white stripes?"
The rabbi answered, "you are what you are. But if you want more advice, ask the wise old man on the mountain."
So the zebra went on a long journey into the mountains, finally reaching the top to find an ancient palace atop the mountain peak. Finding the wise old man, he asked for his advice on the matter.
Clearing his throat, old man replied, "If you were a black zebra with white stripes, the rabbi would have said 'you is what you is'."
