Chapter 653

I decided to go to the local Pow-Wow at the Muskoday Reserve for the first time to see what it was all about:

I sat down and the Cheif came up to me, laid his hands on my hand and said:

“By the will of the Elders and the Great Creator - you will walk today.”

I told him I wasn’t paralyzed, But I did have a small bunion on my left foot. He came back and laid his hands on me and looking skywards, earnestly repeated his mantra:

“By the will of the Elders and the Great Creator - you will walk today.”

Once again, I told him there really was nothing wrong with me.

After prayers I stepped outside.

And WHAT THE HELL-

MY CAR WAS GONE!!!!

This One Is Compliments of John A.

Two nuns were shopping at a 7-Eleven store. As they passed by the beer cooler, one nun said to the other, “Wouldn’t a nice cool beer or two taste wonderful on a hot summer evening?” The second nun answered, “Indeed it would, sister, but I would not feel comfortable buying beer, since I am certain it would cause a scene at the checkout stand.” “I can handle that without a problem,” the other nun replied, and she picked up a six-pack and headed for the checkout. The cashier had a surprised look on his face when the two nuns arrived with a six-pack of beer. “We use beer for washing our hair,” the nun said. “Back at the convent, we call it ‘Catholic shampoo.’” Without blinking an eye, the cashier reached under the counter, pulled out a package of pretzel sticks, and placed them in the bag with the beer. He then looked the nun straight in the eye, smiled, and said: “The curlers are on the house.”