October 4, 2019


Every once in awhile I run across something that makes me smile. Actually, I run across a lot of stuff that makes me smile. And smiling is good for one’s soul.

A weasel walks into a bar. The bartender had never served a weasel before, and he says as much.

“I’ve never served a weasel before,” the bartender says to the waiting weasel. “What would you like?”

“Pop,” goes the weasel.

Admit it. It made you smile.

And there was this. But if you don’t live in an area where many Ukrainians settled, you may not get it.

This Ukrainian gentleman goes to the eye doctor to have...

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