A Jew, a Christian and a Muslim are on a plane to France. When they arrive in Paris one will go visit a friend who recently found inspiration in the many magical streets of the city and is in the middle of a year abroad. Another will search for a job and home to support himself and any future family that he might choose to have in the future. The last will check into a hotel and proceed to have a wonderful time seeing all the sights that Paris has to offer.

My lady, that is the backside of trust, I have decided to trust you, how am I supposed to feel about the fact that I believe to the point where I know that you mean everything you are saying? And that if you had any interest in backstabbing me, I would be risking my life, wife and friends. Do you not get trust? If you keep thinking like that, tomorrow you could be suspecting the mailman for being a spy, I can, and could tell you that I will cut ties with my employees, but then I would have you not only to believe me, but to support me financially, I do not need much, in fact, I need you to trust me, and if you do not trust me, what does it matter if I quit? You could accuse me for typing books that alter the mind (all books do), you could accuse me of having killed Nero and taken over... The point is, if you cannot trust me, then I cannot help you with what you ask, and if that is a requirement for our friendship to persist, then you are not looking for a friend, but for a employee.

Well, first of all, what I have overcome both mentally (trauma) and physically (lots of shit) is in the past, lets leave it there. Second yeah, I can basically shift my sense of left and right at will, meaning I can choose which arm to write with, and write things mirrored without even thinking about it, I can fool my senses basically, one second I struggle playing the piano because I have just trained with one, then I make my brain believe I have been practicing with both, its simple, but complicated to explain, while my ears are perfectly normal, I got two sets of balance nerves, it just gets more complicated from there.

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Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, I chucked a shit and flushed the toilet.

How does a black man laugh? He schuckles

A man walks into a bar, furious that his son had been knocked down by a car and was now in hospital with a fractured leg and concussion. Another man, who sits on a stool at the end of the bar, is playing with his drink and wondering if his wife had made a chicken curry, since she said she would for tonight's dinner.

Why couldn't the emo kid finish reading his book? Because he was on the titanic when it sank.

Whats worst than being stuck in a cage with one blonde? Being stuck in a cage with four blondes.

Why did the duck cross road? It didn't, it got ran over.

What do you call a dinosaur that doesn't lay eggs? A male dinosaur

Why doesn't Micheal Jackson do a music video with Usher? Because he is dead.

Why didn't the chicken cross the road? He chickened out.

Hey babies The holocaust called, they want their screams back.

Christanity One Womans Excuse of Not Having an Affair Got Totaly Out of Hand

Why was the man hanging from a tree? He got the Death Penalty

Hello, can I order a cheeseburger?

what did the doctor say to the wery fat man? you have diabetes

Jack: Hey, you know what sucks? Jill: Vacuums Jack: Hey, you know what sucks in a metaphorical sense? Jill: Black holes Jack: Hey, you know what just isn't cool? Jill: Lava?

What did the little boy do when he got his test grade? Cried, it was 0

Why was the boy at the funeral? Because he was dead.

What do you call a rich black man? A auntrapanour who simply enjoys making more money than any average person

how could you not hav not died of dehyderation?

Q: Why wasn't the baby playing with his blocks? A: Because his face was stapled to the floor

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