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                  "Sobie spiewam, a Muzom."
                                       Jan K.
                   ******** special section *********
                             "RAZ NA LUDOWO" 
                       	   ad usum usenetti
          Here we go again --- all-time favorite polish jokes.
          Story #2.
          Q. Why does the Pope always kiss the ground when he gets off the airplane?
          A. The pilot is also polish.
             	******** end of special section ******** 
          Attention Usenetters! 
          If you follow behind this line you do it at your own risk!
          Stowarzyszenie Obywateli w Obronie Czystosci Jezyka wystapilo z
          ostrym protestem do dyrekcji Kabanetu "Bzdety na Nety". 
          Stowarzyszenie domaga sie zmiany nazwy na swojskie
          "Smieci na Sieci". Trwaja pertraktacje.
          WARSZAWA(). Teatr Malej Stabilizacji wyszedl ze smiala inicjatywa
                      cyklu inscenizacji "Na czasie, na czasie ...".
                      Cykl zostal zainicjowany "Opera za trzy zlote"
                      (tytul alegoryczny, cena wstepu 30000 zl).
                      Juz wkrotce nastepny spektakl "Od Sachsa
                      do Lachsa". 
          *********** ENVIRONMENTALISTS' SECTION ******************
          Nasze przelomy
          Przelom #1
          (rozkaz dzienny 7/123C/1989 ZOMO, okreg stoleczny)
          ------------------ tu  przelomoc  ------------------------
          Przelom #2
          Dunajec pod Sokolica
          Przelom #3
          Jesien (nasza) Ludow
          Zima (ciepla) bez sw. Nicolae
          Wiosna (wasza) Budrysow
          Lieto z radiopriomnikiem
          Hints on how to ...
          Wasn't that a real fun? You read the IRS stuff in the last PAJAC
          and you were laughing heartily. But now you got sober, and how sober!
          You are in a nice mess -- one of your conetters read last
          Financial Corner carefully and as a result you got turned in!
          You have all the reasons to complain. But wait! We put you there
          and we will get you out of it!
          The IRS is after you. So what? Just get the IRS Form 911 
          "Application for Taxpayer Assistance Order to Relieve Hardship".
          Send it to the IRS Problem Resolution Office. You are off
          the list! At least as long as PAJAC endures ...
          That convoy from you finally reached me. But what a character he is!
          (I wonder where you found this one?)
          First thing that this dumbnail did in Warsaw, was to walk down to
          Warszawa Wschodnia station. Sure enough, when he got out of that place
          he was the only one in Praga who thought that he still had his possessions
          (tell me how you met him).
          At any rate, nothing was such an issue as his stupid passport.
          When he finally figured out that he is no longer a happy owner of this
          document, he ventured some action on his own. (Boy, really, who  i s
          this guy!?) Went some places, saw some folks, got some fights
          (my bet is Pyry for his birthplace). As the only result of these 
          experiments he became convinced that the passport was not destroyed yet. 
          So, somewhat beaten hither and thither, this naive dodo went to the 
          police station (my second guess is Baniocha). 
          I wish I saw those guys, for they had a lot of fun! 
          Imagine, this booby-head wanted them to recover his 
          passport! (isn't he from Lomianki by any chance?)
          He's got totally denationalized, indeed!
          The police told him that they have 1 car (radiowoz) per district,
          and that they would be glad to help him. He, he! (I wish I saw
          them!). Let me tell you,  policemen would not get out of the
          car anyhow. I think that this is their way of protesting --- they
          simply don't give a damn. Not that they ever did ...
          Finally your buddy got to my basement. Poor lad was in despair.
          He was talking some funny things that an average shop is robbed
          every 5 days, that a ratio of murder per capita tripled and
          plenty other mad stories. He also took a trip to some
          countryside and ran over three ducks in some village.
          He had to pay 90kzl, and was exasperated.  He is a real goof!
          At the end he bored me to the white bone. I got out and went to
          the old gang, down at Lenski Plac (remember them, don't you?).
          They had this your guy to come over and excuse himself, and
          ask them politely several times. After they played out their
          old ritual, they let him pay and released the passport.
          Boy! Was he happy! He was jumping and wanted to kiss them!
          This sort of disconcerted them old gang boys and they disposed
          him some farewell kicks while wondering aloud where from did I got
          this dumb parowa. 
          BTW, this smart fellow gave me only one dollar out of promised
          three. He says that he had to increase his provision because of
          the costs involved. Don't send this lollipop any more!
                             KABANET "BZDETY NA NETY"	
                   ma zaszczyc/przedstawic/niepotrzebne skreslic
                     sztuke polityczna dla doroslych
                           "Zloty Srodek"
          Lud (na melodie kujawiaka):
                Oj, kiwamy sie, kiwamy,
                Kieby na tej fali.
                Czasem z prawej, czasem z lewej,
                Ciagle nas ktos wali.
          Prawica (z fanfarami i powaznie):
                Ku prawicy, ludu zbozny!
                Narodzie wybrany!
                Z prawej strony swieca blaski
                Ziemi Obiecanej.
          Lewica (marszowo, jak zwykle):
                Hej! Na lewo mily ludzie,
                Smialo podnies skronie!
                Mleko z miodem plynie rzeka
                Hen! po lewej stronie.
          Lud (jak wyzej):
                To nas pchaja, to nas ciagna,
                To pieszcza, to laja.
                Czy to sami sie kiwamy,
                Czy to nas kiwaja?
          (Wchodzi Roztropek w slomianym kapeluszu)
                Kiwaja sie z prawej w lewa,
                Kieby pscoly rojom.
                Raban czynia jak nalezy,
                Ino w miejscu stojom!
          (drapie sie w leb)
                Zamiast igrzysk, zamiast chleba,
                Pchnunc ich w srodek trzeba!
          (Zdejmuje kapelusz i wyciaga z Ludu hoza reprezentantke,
           z ktora prezentuje nowa polityke centrum)
          Prawica (majestatycznie i surowo):
                Kto tam znow rusza lewa?
                Prawa, prawa, prawa ...
          Lewica (groznie przez gigantofon):
                Kto tam znow rusza prawa?
                Lewa, lewa, lewa ...
          Roztropek (sapiac):
                Ja nie lewom ani prawom,
                Ino srodkiem rusam zwawo ...
          Lud (radosnie):
                Zamiast gadac po proznicy
                O lewicy i prawicy,
                Polityke slawmy srodka,
                Dzielnego Roztropka!
          Roztropek (jak wyzej):
                ... ja nie lewom ani prawom,
                ino srodkiem rusam zwawo ...
          Moral (sam sie mowi):
                Jak powiadal Pascal Blazej,
                "Lepsze srodki, niz miraze!"
          Roztropek (jak wyzej):
                ... ja nie lewom ani prawom,
                ino srodkiem rusam zwawo ...
                nie robi tego swinstwa publicznosci i nie zapada
          Zakonczyl sie Konkurs Piosenki Technicznej. Oto nagrodzone utwory:
             W kategorii piesni historycznych:
                "Wiec pijmy wino, inzynierowie" 
             W kategorii piesni frywolnych:
                "Inzynierzy, inzynierzy, calowali, niech mi pan uwierzy"
             Nagrode publicznosci otrzymal zapoznany plagiat "Ukladanka":
                      "Sa takie dni w tygodniu
                       Gdy nic mi sie nie uklada:
                       Poniedzialek, wtorek, sroda,
                       Czwartek, piatek, sobota
                       I niedziela. Dzez!"
          Today we shall present a proposition "On uniqueness of polish 
          culture" donated exclusively to PAJAC by Ob. R. Zepala.
          Ob. R. Zepala, an obscure ethnologist from Ustrzyki Gorne,
          spent most of his life in Ustrzyki Dolne, where he worked
          hard in a local hardware store. During extensive research
          he collected many examples of unique aspects of polish
          culture. Few of these examples Ob. R. Zepala benevolently
          donated to PAJAC. We reproduce them here by his permission.
          Example 1.
          A teacher in Ustrzyki D. Elementary School asked students
          what is the warmest country in the world. Kaziu said:
            - It is Czechoslovakia, because you can buy bananas over
            - Very good - said the teacher. - What do you think, Joziu?
            - It is DDR - said Joziu, - because one can buy oranges yonder.
            - Very true, indeed - said the teacher. - What would you say,
            - Oh, it surely is Soviet Union - answered Karolek. - My
              grandma came from there last February wearing sneakers.
          Example 2
          Workers from Pietropawlowsk wondered who was writing over walls
          in their factory restrooms. So they asked a renown institution,
          Radio Erevan. After careful investigations, Radio Erevan announced:
          Respectful workers from Pietropawlowsk. We found a culprit!
          This is some Ivan Ilicz Cziernozhepcov. He is the one that 
          always washes his hands after using a restroom.
            - - -
          Ob. R. Zepala extensively experimented with the above stories.
          He made a few small changes like replacing Soviet Union with
          USA, Pietropawlowsk with Philadelphia, Radio Erevan with
          QYV News Radio, and Ivan I. Cziernozhepcov with Jack Johnson.
          Polish audience still loved them. Neither Russians nor 
          Americans, though, saw anything funny in these stories.
          Dzis panslawistycznie (taka moda).
          (zaslyszane na Ukrainie, wedle Perejslawia)
                 Ni tudy, ni siudy,
                 Drobny deszczyk idy.
                 Katerina wyszla sraty 
                 A tu soltys ide.
                      A ty, job twoju mat'!
                      Kuda wyszla srat'?
                      Katerina sztany w ruki
                      I poczela udirat'.
          (zaslyszane w Slowacji, nieopodal Csadsy i dedykowane docentowi
           Janowi R., University of Tennessee, Knoxville, na pamiatke od
                 Ne pij Janku, ne pij wodu.
                 Woda te ide na szkodu.
                 Ale ty sa napij wina,
                 To je dobra medicina.
          (zaslyszane w Rosji, w Odessie)
                 Odin Amierikaniec
                 Wsadil do zopy paliec
                 I wytaszczil otsiuda
                 Gawna czietyrie puda.
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