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Monday, June 13, 2011

A priest and a guy condemned to death had to cross a pretty long road to the scaffold. It was a hard winter, with a strong blizzard.
- How terrible weather father. My last road to be on such a weather.
- Stop whining son. Think that I have to go back.


In a torrential rain, a pretty young girl struggle to change the car tire. A young man offers to help. A few minutes later, soaked wet, dirty and tired young man says:
- Now we only have to remove the jack.
- Please remove it carefully, my husband sleeps in the car.

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