Two Russian hunters meet.

“I shot a gigantic bear yesterday,” says Ivan. “Look at the hide!”

“How do you find such huge bears?” Sergei asks.

“Easy,” says Ivan. “You stand in front of a cave and whistle. When the bear comes out, you shoot.”

Weeks later the two meet again. Sergei is covered in bandages.

“Didn’t you follow my advice?” Ivan asks.

“Sure, I did. I stood, in front of a cave and whistled,” Sergei replies.

“And what came out?”

“The Trans-Siberian Express.”

There was a bit of confusion at the store this morning.

When I was ready to pay for my groceries, the cashier said, “Strip down, facing me.”

Making a mental note to complain to my congressman about Homeland Security running amok, I did just as she had instructed.

When the hysterical shrieking and alarms finally subsided, I found out that she was referring to my credit card.

I have been asked to shop elsewhere in the future.

They need to make their instructions to us seniors a little clearer!