An Ukrainian immigrant goes to the Department of Motor Vehicles to apply for a driver's license.
He has to take an eye test. The clerk shows him a card with the letters:
C Z W I X N O S T A C Z
"Can you read this?" the clerk asks.
Read it?" the Ukrainian replies, "I know the guy."
An elderly Ukrainian man lay dying in his bed. While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite Ukrainian pyrohy wafting up the stairs.
He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort, gripping the railing with both hands, he crawled downstairs. With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen.
Where if not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven, for there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite pyrohy.
Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted Ukrainian wife of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?
Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, landing on his knees in a crumpled posture. His parched lips parted, the wondrous taste of the pyrohy was already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life. The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to the pyrohy at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a wooden spoon by his wife......
"Back off!" she said, "They're for the funeral."
I handed the conductor 50 kopeks on the Ternopil trolley. She took it and turned away. "Where's my change?" I said. "Haven't got any," she said. "You'll have to ride two more stops."
Reagan tells Gorbachev that in our country we are free. Why, he said, in our country people can stand outside the White House and yell "Down with Reagan" and nothing happens to them. Gorbachev tells Reagan that's nothing. In their country, people can stand outside the Kremlin and yell, "Down with Reagan" and nothing happens to them either!"
From Barbara Bush's book "Reflections". Told by Gorbachev to President Bush and Barbara Bush on one of their visits.
A Russian wanting bread waited in a queue for so long that he announced that he was leaving and was going to kill Gorbachev. After a while, he showed up again. When asked if he had killed Gorbachev, he replied, "No, the wait in that line was much longer than here."