ASIA  

   Gazankhan

"Beebee! bezanesh, shaayad narr baasheh."
"Lady! shoo it off, it might be male."
Told my mildly disgusted seventy years old great grand father to my sixty years old great grand mother when a silly cat was fooling around her legs, at 9am in March 21, 1926.

                        "Spare my life, O' great master!     by Gazankhan

         "To be a proud respectable man, to be able to keep your head up, you must keep your ass hole intact no matter what."

The time of the Mongol invasion, about a passing Mongol who encountered a few peasants and killed them one by one.  Of course he had nothing against them and was doing this by habit actually, he killed them till the last one who was a young boy. The Mongol was bringing the sword down to cut his neck that the boy shouted:
”AAY AAGAA KHODAAY RAA BAMGAA MAMKOSH”
"Spare my life, O' great master! Do not kill me for the love of god, but thou mount on my rear and copulate as the laws of nature commands."

The aggressive blood thirsty Mongol accepted the offer right away, did as was told and then let the boy go his way; the smart boy did it his way in other words.
The shameless boy who begged so dishonorably for his miserable life, and was supposed to lose respect in the eyes of all the people and live the rest of his life in shame and hiding, wasn’t suppose to show his face, this boy on the contrary, lived a long respectful prosperous life and became the mayor of his town, had a big happy family and saw his great grand children and had all the goodies of life and when he became too old and tired of living he peacefully died happily ever after.