A guy joins a monastery and takes a vow of silence. He’s allowed to say only two words every 7 years.

After the first 7 years, the elders bring him in and ask him for his 2 words.

“Cold floors,” he says.

They nod and send him away. 7 more years pass and they bring him in for his 2 words.

He clears his throat and says, “Bad food.” They nod and send him away.

7 more years pass and they bring him in for his 2 words.

“I quit,” he says.

“That’s not surprising,” the elders say…

“You’ve done nothing but complain since you’ve been here!”