The truth about your Thesis

Courtesy: Some forwarded mail.

Scene: It's a fine sunny day in the forest, and a rabbit is sitting outside his burrow, tippy-tapping on his typewriter. Along comes a fox, out for a walk.

Fox: What are you working on?
Rabbit: My thesis.
Fox: Hmmm. What's it about?
Rabbit: Oh, I'm writing about how rabbits eat foxes. (incredulous pause)
Fox: That's ridiculous! Any fool knows that rabbits don't eat foxes.
Rabbit: Sure they do, and I can prove it. Come with me.

They both disappear into the rabbit's burrow. After a few minutes, the rabbit returns, alone, to his typewriter and resumes typing. Soon, a wolf comes along and stops to watch the hardworking rabbit.

Wolf: What's that you're writing?
Rabbit: I'm doing a thesis on how rabbits eat wolves (loud guffaws)
Wolf: You don't expect to get such rubbish published, do you?
Rabbit: No problem. Do you want to see why?

The rabbit and the wolf go into the burrow, and again the rabbit returns by himself, after a few minutes, and goes back to typing.

Scene inside the rabbit's burrow: In one corner, there is a pile of fox bones. In another corner, a pile of wolf bones. On the other side of the room, a huge lion is belching and picking his teeth.

Moral: It doesn't matter what you choose for a thesis subject. It doesn't matter what you use for data. What does matter is who you have for a thesis advisor.

Hail Professors!