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Les Berman Weekly 2-15 Fine Dining. Living Long Loving. The Olden Days. And so much more….


The other day, while dining at that fabulous high end restaurant, yes, Costco’s Food Court, I sat at a table with a delightful lady who insisted that I was a kid. And I was ok with that, of course. But when she offered that her daughter was 73, I was shocked, because this lady certainly did not look 95. And she told me that when her husband came to the table, that I was not to mention that she had been married for 77 years, to the same guy. This gentleman was a spry 97, who moved like a 70 year old. And he still works part time.

 

She told me that his employer thinks he’s only 75 ! When I asked her for the secret of living as long as she has, and in such great shape, she said that she likes to breathe regularly ! And then she says that she married the best guy in the world. After I left, I recalled a conversation I had with a friend several years ago, after my divorce.

 

Steve asked me how many couples I knew that were as much in love with their spouse as they likely were when they got married. I think that I couldn’t get past six or seven. In the ensuing years, I think I might have been able to add two or three more couples. The rest, we decided, were complacent.

 

This isn’t a criticism but an observation. And I truly hope that you are one of those special couples, and that your Valentine’s Day was special. And that the couple who have 77 years together, also had a special day.

 

On the other hand, I was talking to another friend who had made a deal with his wife. They agreed that Valentine’s Day was over rated and that they could have a great dinner a week later. Of course, if you’re in the path of this week’s eastern and southern snow storm, you’re not going anywhere anyway. And I hope you survive the repercussions !

 

I remember, back in the olden days before cell phones, that there was a snow emergency in Winnipeg, and the emergency broadcast system said that telephones were to be used for emergencies only. I had a date that night so I decided I should call to tell her that I would not make it to pick her up. Her father answered the phone. I asked for his daughter, whose name I can’t remember now, and he said “Are you the police?” uh no. “Is this an emergency” uhhh..”get off the phone” and he hung up. I wonder if his daughter got the hint that I wouldn’t make the date.

 

I wonder if that was a turning point in my life? Maybe I should have become a cop so I would never have another dad-enforced broken date !

And here are a few more things that we didn’t know about in 2013. For women, smelling a newborn baby feels as good as drugs to addicts or cheeseburgers to those just breaking a fast. I don’t know if the smell is before or after the poop. Maybe it’s just the smell of the powder. But I like babies – until the diapers are loaded. A 10,000 year old mammoth trunk found in Siberia still had enough stuff that could be extracted to get the species going again. Heart disease patients with a positive attitude are more likely to exercise and live longer. The most positive patients exercised more and had a 42 percent less chance of dying during the follow-up period. I hope that I won’t ever be the exception to the rule! The oldest globe of the world dates from around 1500. It was drawn on ostrich eggs. I think it may not be edible !

 

Wolves howl to bring lost wolves back to the pack and to express the quality of their relationships. Come on – are their wolfpack therapists who figured this out? Give me a break !  Men howl to express their conquests on Saturday night. No therapist required for that knowledge ! Dolphins apparently have a signature sound that identifies them like a name. Scientists don’t know how they get their names. It’s so simple – how do those dweebs miss it ! The dolphin moms simply get the latest waterproof edition of the baby name book. Everyone knows that – now.

 

If you or someone you know needs money for their business or for a residential mortgage, I am still the guy with the magic number 818.305.4695. Memorize it ! Pass it along ! Make it work for you too !

Have a better week !

Les

Berman’s Factoids of the Week:

“Brevity is the soul of wit.” – Mark Twain.  “Brevity is the soul of lingerie.” – Dorothy Parker

“I didn’t like the play – but then I saw it under adverse conditions — the curtain was up.” – George S. Kaufman

“Wagner’s music is better than it sounds.” – Mark Twain.

“Every time a friend succeeds, I die a little.”  – Gore Vidal

“Liberty is the right to do whatever the law permits.” – Charles Monteiscu

“If the world were a logical place, men would ride side-saddle.” – Rita Mae Brown

 

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March 15, 2014 Posted by | business, fun, general interest, humor, medicine, real estate, small business, sports, stuff, Uncategorized, whimsy | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Signs. Ak-47. Methane. Patties.and so much more…


I’m sure that you have seen signs posted on telephone poles and light standards when you walk in commercial areas. Some are worth reading; some are happy, some are sad, some are poignant, and many are straight out advertising.

 

The saddest ones are lost pets. Dogs, cats, lizards.  But I saw one recently where they were looking for a lost bird. And I had to laugh. My sense of humor. So what would happen if you saw the bird. Being the good person that you are, you dutifully go to call the number… and you pause. What do you say? Do you call and say, “Hi, I think I saw your bird. It was in a tree. I didn’t have a long pole with a net on it, but I think it was your bird. Uh, yes, I started to climb the tree to make sure it was your bird because I didn’t want to call you with false hope. Oh… what happened? well, I started to climb the tree – and it flew away.” Why did you even post the sign?

 

And the man responsible for the invention of the Kalashnikov gun, AK-47, has died. It is said that the AK47 is responsible for the deaths of a quarter million people annually. Since 1947. There are over 100 million of these machine guns in service today. Too bad he didn’t invent a better lawn mower, or more effective washing machine. But he was responsible for a great concoction – mixing vodka, absinth, lemon, cinnamon and sugar is the recipe for the Kalashnikov shot drink. Now that’s a killer of another kind. And some artists have converted the AK47 into guitars – more fitting I think !

 

Meanwhile, a new study has revealed that the amount of methane – a greenhouse gas 20 times more potent but far less prevalent than CO2 – released into the US atmosphere is significantly higher than previously thought. The report was published in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Science recently. And yes, the biggest supplier of methane comes from the flatulence of cows and resulting cow patties. In case you didn’t know, dry cow patties are used as fuel in many places.

 

I remember being on a farm during my university days, with a group of friends. We had been actively pursuing the consumption, rather taste testing, of beer during the day. And Canadian beer was far more potent that American beer. We had names for the American product, none of which would pass the spam blockers of the world. So after some taste testing, we decided to play football in a cow pasture. Little did we know how well we quickly we would perfect the art of broken field running. We could have been a better than average Division 1 running back. Or a striker on a par with Pele.  Oh yeah – we had agreed not to play tackle football but sometimes we slipped up on the rules – and the cow patties !

 

By the time you read this, you will be exhausted, possibly by the celebration with your family, your travel ordeal, or even worse, your consumption of both food and drink. But here’s the better news – there’s only one more party event before you attempt to get back to normal. I hope Santa was good to you and yours, and if you did not celebrate, I hope you bought yourself some good stuff !

And for your real estate and business finance needs, the magic number is 818.305.4695

Have a happy, healthy, safe and prosperous New Year ! and of course, have a better week !

Les

Berman’s Factoids of the Week:

A bicycle can’t stand alone; it is two tired.
A will is a dead giveaway.
Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.
A backward poet writes inverse.
A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.

 

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January 25, 2014 Posted by | business, fun, general interest, humor, real estate, whimsy | , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Animals. Bill the Dog. Hollywood Icons. and much much more….


I wonder sometimes, about our love of our animals, specifically, our pets. I had a dog and he was an amazing joy. I still laugh about some of the silly things that he managed to do, and some of the silly things that my kids did with him. The kids decided together on his name as we were coming back from the breeder.

 

One of the first names proposed was Bill the Dog. And ultimately, they decided that Sherman Berman was acceptable. And that soon became Sherman Herman Berman. Initially, my daughter was afraid of this little guy, but soon enough, she would make her way over to him when he was sleeping, and poke him while asking if he was sleeping. She did it to the dog more often than she did it to her dad. Fortunately.

 

There were rituals, of course. Every year, for instance, the dog was unceremoniously thrown into the deep end of the pool, sometimes in the arms of my son, so he would be able to make his way to the steps, and get out safely. Other times, when wild rabbits got into the yard, the dog would see them, and be on alert. And as soon as he was let outside, Sherman would run to where the rabbit had been, not even noticing that it had taken off to escape through the fence.

 

But the best memories were of the pure love that Sherman had for the family members. When the kids came home from school, he would be jumping all over the place. When the garage door opened, he would be there immediately, greeting the driver of the moment. Of course, if the kids were in the car, he would abandon the driver immediately to go to the kids.

And when he was old and sick, the day we had to put him down was traumatic. So I understand what it means to have a pet and to love him.

 

What I cannot understand is when someone has had a horse for many years, why the horse would be sent to the taxidermist, and stuffed. Recently, at an auction, one of the items sold was that famous stuffed horse who I had seen many times on TV when I was a kid. Yes, Trigger was that loyal horse who was able to all kinds of things because he was so well trained. And he was as big a draw as was Roy Rogers. While doing a little research about the horse, I learned that there were two or three stand ins (or were they called horse ins?). And I also learned that the Smithsonian wanted Trigger in their collection. Love your animal but stuff them and put them beside the fireplace… not for me !

 

And then I learned about another great Hollywood icon – Pinks. Stories abound about the history of Pinks, but the best I have found is about the annual consumption figures. It is said that last year, Pinks – went through 53,340lbs of hot dogs, 46,800lbs of chili, 51,480lbs of Polish sausage, 128,700lbs of fries, 25,025lbs of bacon, 14,870lbs of burgers, 34,320lbs of sauerkraut and 129,800 tortillas. One day, I hope to contribute to those numbers. I’ve driven by the stand at 709 N. La Brea in Los Angeles many times, and I was always astounded at the line of people waiting for food. Perhaps that explains why it is one of the few places in LA that is open until 3 AM.

 

I had a summer job in a meat packing plant when I was in my late teens. I saw how the corn beef and pastrami, salami and hot dogs, and other things were made. If you had seen the process, you might never have eaten salami or hot dogs again. However, the bottom line was, and is, that the end result was excellent!

 

And before we roll into the new year, I want to wish you a Happy and Safe Holiday season, and may your next year be the best ever.

Have a better week.

Les

Berman’s Factoids of the Week:

“Perks” of reaching 50 and beyond!

1. Kidnappers are not very interested in you.

2. In a hostage situation, you are likely to be released first.

3. No one expects you to run –anywhere.

4. People call at 9 PM (or 9 AM) and ask, ‘Did I wake you?’

5. People no longer view you as a hypochondriac.

 

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January 11, 2014 Posted by | business, fun, general interest, humor, real estate, sports, stuff, whimsy | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Les Berman Weekly 11-8 YEsterday. JFK. 3 C’s. Cheeseheads. Rubber Duckies… and much more


It seems like it was yesterday, and I guess, when you consider that the planet is billions of years old, and our existence is a dot in time in that continuum, then the murder of JFK 50 years ago does actually seem like yesterday.

 

I was in high school in Winnipeg when the first announcement came over the PA system. And I remember the hush that swept through our class. Understand that this was in Canada, but even we identified with the youthfulness of JFK. And then the sobs from a couple of kids, who, as it happened, were Americans. I don’t remember what time it was, but I do remember thinking that if it was the ‘commies’ that shot Kennedy, then we, in Winnipeg, should be safe. After all, I was in Canada and no one hates Canadians. The possibility of war was real.

 

We used to go home for lunch because we had an hour and a half before the afternoon classes began. And yes, I walked home, in the snow, (uphill both ways of course), had lunch, and walked back to school. The TV was on and the chaos of Dallas was mind boggling!

 

I didn’t realize then that Kennedy had an immense influence on the cultures of both the USA and Canada. Kennedy didn’t wear a hat. My dad and his brothers stopped wearing hats (except on cold days). Jackie did wear hats but I have no idea if my mother did or not. Strange to think about now. He was a cool president and a role model.

 

The aftermath, to this day, is pretty amazing. The Warren Commission, Oswald, Ruby and so many more parts to the puzzle that have not been solved, or rather, have not been disclosed. There have been volumes written about conspiracies, cover-ups and collusion – the Three C’s. And some of the official records have been sealed for 100 years. So those of us who were around in 1963 will never know the truth, rather the truth that you will be told.

 

I don’t understand why the ‘truths’ cannot be told now. Did the FBI or CIA or Secret Service screw up? or was this a fluke? We’ll never know, and with the volumes of hypotheses that will be forthcoming in the next couple of weeks, we’ll know even less.

 

The only thing that I know for sure is that this act of violence changed the free world forever… and for the worse. We can’t turn the clock back, but we can aspire to return to Camelot.

 

Meanwhile, in that bastion of good people, known somewhat affectionately as cheeseheads, or to some of you, as Wisconsin, there is legislation being considered to allow gambling on a small scale. We can’t all flock there, unless we’re migrating, but a bill legalizing rubber duck races is up for consideration before the state Senate’s Workforce Development Committee. And this happened because someone in the Wisconsin Department of Justice determined that, yes, duck races are, in fact, gambling !

 

Now, if you have never partaken in a rubber duck race, you know it’s extremely competitive, of course. You get a rubber duck with a number on it. You place it in a moving body of water, like a river or stream,  and then you yell, eat hot dogs, and drink cold beer, until the first duck crosses the finish line. And the owner of the number on that duck wins a prize of some kind. But most people don’t really care unless they are under eight years of age and are tired of drinking beer.

 

And I’m sure there have been instances when someone with scuba gear has attempted to move his duck to the front of the floating flock, and I’m equally sure there have been alligators and sharks involved as well. But Sheboygan Wisconsin is taking this to a new level, having determined that rubber duck races are, in fact, gambling. Wow… I think that some of those government people have the holes from the Swiss cheese, in their heads !

 

How would they deal with the golf balls being dropped from a helicopter? Same concept except that a chopper hovers over a parcel of land with a hole and flag, and the chopper guy dumps the bag of golf balls. The numbered ball closest to the hole wins the prize. everything else is the same : the yelling, the hot dogs, and definitely the beer !

 

In the meantime, if you or someone you know, is a veteran of the US Armed Forces, they should talk to me about some of the extraordinary financing opportunities for vets. And similarly, if you know immigration attorneys or investment advisors that work with foreign nationals, I have financing programs for them too. The magic number… 818.305.4695.

Have a better week !

Les

 

Berman’s Factoids of the Week:

THINGS I HAVE LEARNED LIVING IN THE SOUTH….

“Ya’ll” is singular; “All ya’ll” is plural.

You measure distance in minutes (that’s here in LA too).

You switch from heat to A/C in the same day.

All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, vegetable, grain, insect, or animal.

You know what a DAWG is.

 

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December 1, 2013 Posted by | business, fun, general interest, humor, stuff, whimsy | , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Les Berman Weekly 7-6 Wimby Broadcast. Boring Sports. Best Conditioned Athletes. Deodorant and so much more….


Listening to the play by play of a sports match is usually quite interesting. Those broadcasters have to know everything during the game. In American football, there are a bunch of people feeding the announcer all kinds of trivial information. How interesting would it be if those announcers were to expound upon the players arrest records. This father of seven by six different women versus the guy accused of murder versus the ponzi schemer. That would add some interest to a rather boring sport.

 

This last week, I had happened on the Wimbledon broadcasts on Sirius XM radio 202. Not only were the announcers calling the types of shot – inside out, lobs, volleys.. etc, but they were calling them at the speed of play. And the points are usually quite fast, unlike soccer, cricket, and, zzzz… baseball. All this and with an English accent. This alone is worth keeping Sirius radio, or at least renewing it next year prior to Wimby.

 

I like baseball… I like being at the games, playing the game, and watching kids play the game. I am not a fan of watching it on TV. I can imagine a radio play by play…. Who hits a long ball to right center field….zzzz.. He catches it… zzzz… and throws it to the shortstop who proceeds to show everyone that he can throw the ball to first base….zzzzz…. who then throws it leisurely to second…zzzzz…. oops, dozed off as it is thrown to the catcher, who looks at the ball………zzzz and back to the pitcher. And this game is fast compared to golf. There are a lot of golfers out there, and I like a lot of you. The game doesn’t lend itself to radio.

 

And during the tennis matches, I wondered who are the best conditioned athletes. We quickly eliminate American football – those guys are strong but could never be compared to a soccer player or a basketball player. And I don’t think either of those could compare to Australian Rules Football or hockey. Cricket and poker players are not in the running at all. Swimmers? So I really don’t know. Who do you think are the best overall athletes?

 

And along with a conversation about athletes, we must touch on the delicate topic – deodorant, either the use or lack of. We have all, at some time, been subjected to someone in close proximity who has ignored the need for deodorant, and / or basic cleanliness. It’s not something that we are used to. I read recently that throughout history, up until the late 1800’s bathing was not a regular occurrence, beyond the twice a year schedule. I can only imagine… well, no I can’t really. So we must offer our thanks to the unknown Philadelphian who first commercialized the invention. That was followed in 1952 by Ban Roll-On, developed because the concept of a ballpoint pen was interesting. And then the first aerosol deo arrived in 1965.

 

Through research done in England, of course, it was found that at least two percent (2%) of the population in the UK have a genetic attribute that doesn’t produce the secretions in their underarms that attracts the bacteria that smell. Now this does not say that all residents of the UK do not need deodorant. They really do ! So how do you know if you can go without the chemicals… if you have dry earwax (as opposed to wet), you can likely forego the roll-ons or aerosols. But research has shown that more than 75% of the non-smelly people still use deodorant.

To those people, I suggest that they take a week long hiatus from the product, if you’re brave enough, and see the results. But please, only if you have dry earwax!

 

Meanwhile, the U.S. National Institute of Health announced that they are dramatically reducing the number ofchimpanzees being used in biomedical research and will be retiring most of them to wildlife sanctuaries. While their contributions to research have greatly benefitted humans, new technologies have reduced the need for chimps in testing. I wonder how the retired ones will adapt to life outside of concrete housing. I doubt that we will hear anything about that process.

 

Meanwhile, the University of Washington researchers have revealed the history and evolution of apes over the last 15 million years. I think this means that the UofW is extremely old, and that the researchers are even older. When you offer them birthday cake, please make sure that the researchers receive bite sized pieces.

 

In other news, it has been found that the relationship between dogs and their owners is very similar to the bond between young kids and their parents. If you have ever looked after someone’s dog for a few days, you likely observed that they really did not have much use for you until you fed them, and then only for the food. As soon as the owner’s returned, the dogs woke up. You can see this too in many of the videos on YouTube of servicemen returning home after being deployed, and how crazy excited their dogs were. I’m sure that their pet cats continued to ignore them, as always.

And yes, mortgage rates have jumped up in the last couple of months. You knew they would. But did you realize that if you’re in or near the top tax brackets in California, that 4.75% rate could only be costing you 2.375%. And you’re still waiting? Call 818.305.4695 – today.

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Have a better week.

 

Les

Berman’s Factoids of the Week

It takes glass one million years to decompose, which means it never  wears out and can be recycled an infinite amount of times!

Gold is  the only metal that doesn’t rust, even if it’s buried in the ground for thousands of years .

Your tongue is the only muscle in your body  that is attached at only one end .

If you stop getting thirsty, you need  to drink more water. When a human body is dehydrated, its thirst mechanism  shuts off.

 

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July 6, 2013 Posted by | business, fun, general interest, sports | , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Les Berman Weekly 2-15 Banana Joe. Frontal Attack. Smart Jocks. Olympic Solidarity?


Banana Joe is not banana flavored coffee from the South Pacific. Rather, he is a well pedigreed being that is now worth millions, I think. What a life! He gets a blue ribbon and immediately, his fees increase dramatically. Banana Joe was the winner of the 137th Westminster Dog Show. He is an affenpinscher, and is celebrated everywhere. His real name is Banana Joe V Tani Kazari ,A couple of days ago, his team of owners and trainers actually rang the opening bell at the NYSE.  I have to say this… has the NYSE gone to the dogs?

 

Think about this… briefly. For 137+ years, a group of dog owners have gotten together in different venues to wash, fluff, brush, comb and prance around with their puppies. I will admit that some of the dogs look pretty cool. And then there are the poodles who really do look like they were the welcoming committee at a European bordello – poofie hairdo, impeccable manners, and funny looking handlers. If you have ever watched the show, it’s amazing how many handlers actually resemble their dogs. That’s scary.

 

The handlers escort their wards around the ring on a light leash, sometimes at a walk and sometimes at a run. Then the judge runs his/her hands over the dog, likely checking the muscle mix, and then they grab the dog’s package for some reason. And without gloves. Many dogs. Something strange about that to me.

Picture this in your failing mind. A cat show. Cats on a leash. Cats being led around a ring. Nah.. Can’t possibly happen, but it is a really funny visual.

 

Speaking about dawgs,  I am a big fan of the hot ones. I’ve never experienced the infamous Coney Island species but I am a big fan of the Costco ones. And I think you know  that I like to watch people. And watching people eat a hot dog is interesting, and sometimes, really funny. There are different types.

 

There is the full frontal attack eater. After slapping ketchup, mustard, relish and onions on the dawg, the frontal attack eater seems to admire his creation, and then pulls the concoction towards his mouth, end first, opening the mouth, and chomping down with a look of total bliss.

 

Then there is the smiler. This person loads the bun and slowly chows down from the top and middle. Sort of like wearing a smile. Or playing a harmonica. And I think these guys may win the vote for being the messiest eaters.

 

Of course, then there is the naked eater. Just hot dog. No dressing, no artificial flavors, no disguised taste. The naked eater savors the purity of the beef, the tube steak, the snapper. He takes the hot dog firmly in hand, examines that which he is about to kill, and then, with great savoir faire, nibbles oh so gently at the ends that are protruding from the bun. The remainder is, of course, just a blur.

 

Then there is the mom. The mom has at least one toddler with her, you know, the one that wants food now! Not later ! and makes sure that the mom knows it. So the mom, dutifully, unwraps the hot dog, chops it into bite sized pieces, blows on each individual piece, and allows the toddler to attack with her hands. The mom feeder and eater are the most fun to watch. Many times, the mom eater does exercises while the toddler gorges herself. Watch next time.. watch the mom’s eyes roll around in her head. Several times !

You don’t really have to be a devotee of Costco to be able to identify the various types of dog attackers. They are everywhere. Look for them at an eatery near you.

 

And then there is the hot dog that isn’t. I applaud this guy. Nick Florence, 24, was a starting quarterback at Baylor University and according to the article, he had great numbers and NFL potential.  He had a discussion with his wife, and decided to get his MBA rather than get beaten up by the thugs in the front lines of the NFL. Probably gave up a few million, but so what?!  I knew a kid like that once. He was the goal keeper for the Canadian National Hockey team back in the late 60’s. When Wayne Stephenson was drafted into the NHL to play for Philadelphia, he made sure that he would be able to finish his MBA, and he did. There are other examples of this – like Ken Dryden – who played for the Montreal Canadiens- and became a very successful lawyer. So there are anomalies in every industry, I guess.

 

And in other news in the sports world, those pillars of the Olympic club have decided to eliminate the oldest of all sports – wrestling – from the summer Olympics. But, in a show of solidarity in the old boys club, they decided that they should keep the modern pentathalon. It’s not really important here to discuss the merits of that group of sports, but it is important to say that the son of the late Olympic dictator (oops, did I say that?), Juan Antonio Samaranch, was on the side of the pentathalon. Case closed. Bang the gavel! Wrestling – you’re outta here!!!

 

So, do you need a loan on your portfolio of 100+ single family homes? Or on the acquisition of that apartment building that needs rehab? Call me today 818.305.4695. Or are you ready to buy a new home and need to be pre-approved? Call me818.305.4695. What about the refi you’ve been thinking about? As one person said to me – I’m waiting for the rates to get back above 4% so I can kick myself for not listening to you when they were in the low 3’s. I hope that won’t be you.!

Have a better week!

 

Les

 

Berman’s Factoids of the Week:

This is the final set of The Washington Post’s  winning submissions to its yearly neologism contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternative meanings for common words..
Rectitude (n.), the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.

Pokemon (n), a Rastafarian proctologist.

Oyster (n.), a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.

Frisbeetarianism (n.), The belief that, when you die, your soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.

Circumvent (n.), an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.

 

 

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February 16, 2013 Posted by | business, general interest, real estate, sports | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment