A woman went to the local psychic in hopes of contacting her dearly departed grandmother.
The psychic's eyelids begin fluttering and she begins moaning. Eventually, a voice comes, saying, "Granddaughter? Are you there?"
The granddaughter, wide-eyed responds, "Grandma? Is that you?"
"Yes granddaughter, it's me."

"Those who are able to see beyond the shadows and lies of their culture will never be understood let alone believed by the masses."
When a customer left his cell phone in my store, I scrolled through his saved numbers, stopped at "Mom" and pushed send.
It's forty below zero one winter night in Alaska. Pat is drinking at his local saloon and the bartender says to him, "You owe me quite a bit on your tab."