Sometimes it's a poignant piece. 

Sometimes it's something uplifting, inspirational. 

But funny or poignant or uplifting or inspirational, they have one thing in common — they all look like hell. 

So I started reformatting them. Picking typefaces. Adding graphics. Laying them out in a visually interesting way. When I was done, I would send them to friends in their new form. And then people started asking me for copies. 

Weeeell, it got to be expensive after a while. Getting stuff printed usually is. So I hit upon the idea of putting the stuff on the Internet. Now, if someone wants a copy, I give him/her the related URL instead, he/she can take a look at it, and then print it out if he/she wishes. 

Now, what you will see on-screen is more or less the same as the original in some cases. Not in others. I won't get into why. It's not important. Only the content is. 

Anyway, here's one of the pieces. Enjoy! Enjoy!

As they pass by the rows of passengers there are nervous giggles heard, as people are thinking that it must be some sort of practical joke. But a few minutes after the cockpit door has closed behind them the engines start spooling up and the airplane taxis out to the runway. 

The passengers look at each other with some uneasiness, whispering among themselves and shifting uneasily or gripping the armrests more tightly. As the airplane starts accelerating rapidly, people begin panicking. Some passengers are praying, and as the plane gets closer and 
 closer to the end of the runway, passengers become more and more hysterical! 

Finally, when the airplane has less than only a few seconds of runway left, the shouts of horror fill the cabin as everyone screams at once, but at the very last moment the airplane lifts off and is airborne. 

Up in the cockpit, the copilot breathes a sigh of relief and turns to the Captain : “You know, one of these days the passengers are going to scream too late, and we're gonna get killed!” 
 

“Really bad,” said the second bee, “the weather has been 
really wet and damp and there aren't any flowers or pollen, 
so I can't make any honey.” 

“No problem,” said the first bee, “just fly down five blocks 
and turn left and keep going until you see all the cars. 
There's a Bar Mitzvah going on, and there are all kinds of 
fresh flowers and fresh fruit.” 

“Thanks for the tip,” said the second bee and flew away. 

A few hours later the two bees ran into each other again and the first bee asked, “How'd it go?” 

“Fine,” said the second bee, “it was everything you said it 
would be.” 

“Great! Uh, what's that thing on your head?” asked the first bee. 

“That's my yarmulke,” said the second bee, “I didn't want 
them to think I was a wasp.”
 

One year Stumpy and Martha went to the fair and Stumpy said, “Martha, I'm 81 years old. If I don't ride that airplane now I might never get another chance.” Martha replied, “Stumpy, that airplane ride costs 10 dollars, and 10 dollars is 10 dollars.”

The pilot overheard them and said, “Folks, I'll make you a deal. I'll take you both up for a ride. If you can stay quiet for the entire ride and not say one word, I won't charge you. But if you say one word it's 10 dollars.” 

Stumpy and Martha agreed and up they went. The pilot did all kinds of twists and turns, rolls and dives, but not a word was heard. He did all his tricks over again, but still not a word. 

When they landed, the pilot turned to Stumpy and said, “By golly, I did everything I could think of to get you to yell out, but you didn't.” Stumpy replied, “Well, I was gonna say something when Martha fell out, but 10 dollars is 10 dollars.”