Undecided

I climbed up the mountain to my guru’s cave.

When I got up there, my guru greeted me at the entrance.

My guru said, “To what do I owe this honor?”

I said, “I’m shocked, you usually berate me for relying on you for advice.”

My guru said, “My doctor said that I got an ulcer from my temper. I have no choice but to go the other way. How may I be of service?”

I said, “I can’t decide if I should take a bath or shower.”

My guru held his stomach and said, “You imbecile.”