But it turned out it was an optical Aleutian.
I'm just not Inuit.
I told him four wheels, a seat and an engine
They couldnβt get their Bering Strait.
But they just weren't that Inuit.
I could try harder to be, but I guess I'm just not Inuit.
Alaska question
Yeah, they think they have a "Stay in Nome order"
Juneau it all along.
At first the curse just brought him bad luck, causing vital equipment to break and provoking frequent but small injuries to him and his crew. Soon, however, the curse darkened and diggers the man had hired to help work his claim began to die in bizarre ways.
One was killed by an African scorpion that should never have made it to Alaska, let alone have survived the cold. A second drank a gallon of the mercury used to separate the gold from the ore. A third was found with a tree growing up through his body.
The man himself who owned the claim became more and more pale. His eyes became all white. His skin began to give off an overpowering smell of sulfur. He slept all day and at night he wandered the mountain above his claim, coming back each day looking more like a beast than a man.
The curse became so bad the last worker alive ran away to the nearest town to tell the authorities what was happening at the claim.
In an attempt to save the claim owner's life and lift the curse, a priest was brought in by dogsled to perform an exorcism on the man.
A sherriff from the town came with the priest as a bodyguard.
The exorcism was long, but apparently successful. Immediately the man's color returned, the sulfur smell disappeared, and he was able to sleep through the night for the first time in six months.
After the man awoke, the sherriff immediately arrested the man and brought him back to town with the priest. Standing in front of the judge, the sherriff was asked what charge the law had against the claim owner whose life had just been so dramatically turned around.
The sherriff looked at the man, then looked back at the judge and said in a slow and rumbling voice, "Possession as a miner."
Turns out it was just an optical Aleutian.
They just couldnβt get their Bering Strait.
A Chili Dog
A chilly dog
... but I just wasn't that Inuit.
"A live stream."
They couldnβt keep their bearings straight
Dad: What's the capital of Alaska? Me: Juneau. Dad: No, I don't. That's why I'm asking you.
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For the halibut!
I asked him how the trip was.
He said, "Oh, Juneau."
I remember years ago when in my remote town in Alaska there were 10 men stuck underground. I don't recall the circumstances that got them into this situation but it was clear that if they didn't get out soon they weren't going to make it.
All of our local rescue and public services were unable to get them out and they were running out of time. With only 18 hours remaining they sent for the only expert who could help, a rescue operations legend Mr. Puh. If he could get a plane into town it could make all the difference.
I remember gathering around the radio, biting our nails, as weather conditions worsened and threatened the planes journey.
I don't remember how long I stayed awake that night, but I will never forget the words I heard when I turned the radio on in the morning: "Puh not in, ten dead."
You know, right?
I couldn't get my Bering Strait.
Dad: I don't want to spoil much but it's just left of Canada.
For the halibut.
Turns out it was just an Aleutian.
Asked him how much a joke cost. He said "Itsa free-zing!"
Because they don't want anyone left out in the cold
I find it very catharctic.
As I unwrapped it he said, "I don't want to spoil the ending, but it's to the left of Canada".
No, I don't understand how they get the whole thing in the oven.
We're going just for the Halibut!
And at one point there were a bunch of bears sprawled on the beach, and the rangers had put up a block in the middle of the path leading up to it with a warning about bears. I point to the thing blocking our path and ask my dad, "You know what that is?"
"What?"
"A BEAR-ier."
She wasn't that Inuit.
My mom suggested that we do a five night cruise, so of course my dad responded, "I'm on board!"
Oh come on...Juneau the answer!
Aunt: "How cool!" Dad: "Of course it's cool, it's Alaska!"
Dad: What's the capital of Alaska?
Son: Juneau.
Dad: No, I don't. That's why I'm asking you. Guess Alaska 'nother person then.
They just couldnβt get their Bering Strait.
-"Juneau"
-"No I don't. That's why I'm asking."
