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A Ukrainian walked into a bank in New York City and asked for the loanofficer. He told the loan officer
that he was going to Keive on business for two weeks and needed to borrow $5,000 and that he was not a
depositor of the bank. The bank officer told him that the bank would need some form of security for the
loan, so the Ukranian handed over the keys to a new Ferrari. The car was parked on the street in front of
the bank. The Ukranian produced the title and everything checked out. The loan officer agreed to
hold the car as collateral for the loan and apologized for having to charge 12% interest. Later,
the bank’s president and its officers all enjoyed a good laugh at the Ukranian for using a $250,000
Ferrari as collateral for a $5,000 loan. An employee of the bank then drove the Ferrari into the bank’s
underground garage and parked it.

Two weeks later, the Ukranian returned, repaid the $5,000 and the interest of $23.07. The loan officer
said, “Sir, we are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very
nicely, but we are a little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are a
multimillionaire.

What puzzles us is, why would you bother to borrow $5,000?”

The Ukrainian replied: “Where else in New York City can I park my car for two weeks for only $23.07 and
expect it to be there when I return?”

Ah, the Ukranians… See! Koobasa & Vodka is good for the brain

tags: ukranian humor, ethnic humor, vodka is good for the brain

This story happened a while ago in Dublin, and even though it sounds Like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, its true.

John Bradford, a Dublin University student, was on the side of the road Hitch hiking on a very dark night and in the midst of a storm. The night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly, he saw a car slowly coming towards him and stopped. John, desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got into the car and closed the door, only to realize there was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn’t on!!

The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road ahead and saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life.

Then, just before the car hit the curve, a hand appeared through the window and turned the wheel. John, paralyzed with terror, watched as the hand repeatedly came through the window, but never touched or harmed him.

Shortly thereafter John saw the lights of a pub appear down the road, so, gathering strength, he jumped out of the car and ran to it. Wet and out of breath, he rushed inside and started telling everybody about the horrible experience he had just had. A silence enveloped the pub when everybody realized he was crying and….wasn’t drunk.

Suddenly, the door opened, and two other people walked in from the stormy night. They, like John, were also soaked and out of breath.

Looking around, and seeing John Bradford sobbing at the bar, one said to the other. “Look Paddy…..there’s that f ..king idiot that got in the car while we were pushing it!!!!”

tags: an irish ghost story, ethnic emails, halloween scary stories, irish jokes, irish pub humor, scary emails

At the Pearly Gates, they are met by St. Peter. He says, “Sisters, you all Led such exemplary lives that the Lord is granting you six months to go Back to earth and be anyone you wish to be.
The first nun says, “I want to be Sophia Loren;” And * poof* she’s gone.
The second says, “I want to be Madonna and *poof* she’s gone.
The third says, “I want to be Sara Pipalini..”

St. Peter looks perplexed. “Who?” he ask
“Sara Pipalini;” replies the nun.
St. Peter shakes his head and says, “I’m sorry, but that name just doesn’t Ring a ! bell.”
The nun then takes a newspaper out of her habit and hands it to St. Peter.
St. Peter reads the paper and starts laughing. He hands it back to her and says, “No sister, the paper says it was the ‘ Sahara Pipeline’ that was laid by 1,400 men in 6 months.”

If you laugh, you are going straight to hell!