On Hallowen night a little boy walks all by himself up to a porch and knocks on the door.
A very nice lady answers ans says, "Where are your buccaneers".
The little boy replied, "There under my buckin hat".
A long time ago there was a a city called Trid, Trid was at the base of a large mountain. One day a giant moved into a cave and made his home at the top of the mountain. Of course all of the citizens of Trid were afraid the giant would slip and fall down tha mountainside and desrtot Trid. They sent the mayor of Trid up the mountain to see if he could talk the giant into moving. He barely started his speech at when the giant gave him a KITP and sent him down the mountain. The citizens of Trid, then decided to send up the local priest, to see if he could talk the giant into moving. The priest barely started to speak, and the giant gave him a big KITP, and sent him rolling down the mountain. The citizens of Trid decided to try the local Rabbi. The Rabbi climbed the mountain and talked to the giant ezplaining how the citizens of Trid were afraid he would trip and fall down the mountain and destroy Trid. The gian immediatly told the Rabbi he understood the problem and would move immeditaely. The Rabbi was curius and had to ask the giant if he was Jewish, and if this was why the giant didn't kick him down the mountain. The giant replied, Silly Rabbi, kicks are for Trids.