did you ever hear about the moyel who saved all his 'tips' in a jar? when he retired, he took them to a leather tooler, and ask, "make me something"

weeks went by, months even.. finally the the leather tooler called the moyel, and said "its ready"

the leather tooler brought out a fancy box, and nestled in tissue paper was a small wallet.

the moyel looked a the wallet, and said "this? for my life's work? This-for months i have been waiting, for this?"

the leather tooler, looked a the moyel, and explained--"rub it.. it becomes a suitcase!"




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