A group of horses were moving down towards the horse court for horse jury.

One horse asks another, "Where do we enter again?"

The other horse replies indignantly, "Why the mane entrance of course!"

There once was an old monk that lived up on top of a mountain. He walked 10 miles barefoot every day and had terrible breath due to his position on non-natural objects and foods.

He called himself The Truth-Carrier, but everyone in the small mountaineering town knew him as a super calloused fragile mystic with chronic halitosis.