However, i didn't freak out about it like the other people in the elevator.
Thứ Hai, 4 tháng 4, 2016
Wartime meeting
At the height of WWII on the Eastern front, a high-level meeting takes place in the Kremlin between Stalin and the marshals on the situation on their respective fronts. When the meeting ends, Zhukov is the first one to step out. As he does so, he mutters under his breath "Fucking mustachioed piece of shit." It just so happens that Stalin's secretary, Poskrebyshev hears this. So being a good servant to the cause, he reports it to his boss. To which Stalin replies, "get him back here."
Two minutes later, Zhukov is back in Stalin's office.
"Comrade Zhukov," begins Stalin, "would you please repeat what you said when you left the room?"
"I said 'fucking mustachioed piece of shit' Comrade Stalin."
"And who were you talking about?
"I was talking about Hitler, Comrade Stalin."
Stalin then turns to Poskrebyshev,
"And you, Comrade Poskrebyshev, who did you have in mind?
Two Jewish friends pass a Catholic Church.
Two Jewish friends pass a Catholic Church on which a large poster addresses non-Catholics: "Come to us, accept Catholicism, and you instantly get $30,000 in cash!" While walking away, the two friends become engaged in a debate about whether the offer is meant seriously. A week later the two friends meet again in front of the same church, and one of them confides to the other: "I still wonder if that offer is serious." the other replies condescendingly: "Ah you Jews, all you think about is money!"
Sam was dying.
His wife, Carol, was maintaining a candlelight vigil by his side. She held his fragile hand, with tears running down her face. Her praying roused him from his slumber. He looked up and his pale lips began to move slightly. "My darling Carol," he whispered. "Hush, my love," she said. "Rest. Shhh, don't talk." In his tired voice, "I have something I must confess to you." "There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Carol. "Everything's all right, just go to sleep." No, no. I must die in peace, Carol I...I cheated on you!" "I know," Carol whispered as she softly stroked his forehead. "Just let the poison work".
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