Floyd Mayweather was travelling in china.

In a far village, he came upon an elderly chinaman throwing stones on the lake. At each bounce of the stone off the water, the mountains surrounding the lake echoed back, "CHING...CHANG...CHUN..."

Gayweather was amazed. He asked the chinese what was going on. "Oh, magic spirit of the lake echo back the names of your ancient ancestors as your stone skip upon the sacred waters". "Wow", said chickenweather , "can I try it?". "Certainly", replied the old man.

Gay picked up the largest stone, and gave it a mighty heave across the waters...and as it skipped across the waters, the mountains echoed back....



































"CHIM...PAN...ZEE...."