A journalist goes to Russia for documentary.

In a little village he sees an old man and asks him, "Can you tell me your most beautiful memory in this village?"

The old man smiles and starts his story, "One day, a long time ago, my goat got lost in the mountains. As of tradition, all the men of the village gathered to drink vodka and look for the goat. When we finally found her, as of tradition, we all drank some more vodka and all the men in the village each got their turn to f**k the goat. We had so much fun that day!"

The journalist thinks it would be quite inapropriate to publish such a story so he asks the old man if he doesn't have another story.

The old man smiles again and says, "Once, my neighbour's wife got lost in the mountains. As of tradition, all of the village's men gathered to drink vodka and then go look for her. As of tradition, when we finally mher, all the men in the village got their turn with the neighbour's wife. We had great fun !!"

Journalist, "Ummm... Don't you have anything umm... sadder ?

The old man acquires a very sad expression and says, "One day I got lost in the mountains......"

LOL.. After bloody hellish day at work....
Thanks..

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The cowards never started,
The weak died on the way,
Only the strong arrived.
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