One day an elderly Jewish Pole, living in Warsaw, finds an old lamp in his attic. He starts to polish it and (poof!) a genie appears in cloud of smoke. "Greetings, Mortal!" exclaims the genie, stretching and yawning, "For releasing me I will grant you three wishes." The old man thinks for a moment, then replies, "I want Genghis Khan resurrected. I want him to re-unite the Mongol hordes, march to the Polish border, decide he doesn't want to invade, and march back home." "No sooner said than done!" thunders the genie. "Your second wish?" "Hmmmm. I want Genghis Khan resurrected. I want him to re-unite the Mongol hordes, march to the Polish border, decide he doesn't want to invade, and march back home." "But... well, all right! Your third wish?" "I want Genghis Khan resurrected. I want him to re-unite his ---" "OKOKOKOK! Right. Got it. Why do you want Genghis Khan to march to Poland three times and never invade?" The old man smiles. "He has to pass through Russia six times." | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Someday man should learn how to enjoy liberty without license, nourishment without gluttony, and pleasure without debauchery. Self-control is a better human policy of behavior regulation than is extreme self-denial.
My jokes are so lame I shot my horse.
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