I have a Jewish teacher in Psyhics,Chemistry and Biology. He told me a true story about his grandfather escaping from the nazis in Poland.
His grandfather was chased by a patrol in to the woods and came upon a cottage, the house owner said that it was ok for him to hide.
Eventually the nazis came with their german sheppards and the found him and asked him who he was. He said that we was a vet working for the old man in the cottage. They told him to prove it and brought him to a stable. The showed him an injured horse with a big wound on one leg. He had no clue of what to do, so he unzipped his pants, when he did that they took of their safeties and said "what are you doing" he said "Take it easy im a vet" and pissed on a nazi horse. Strangely the horse recovered from the wound.
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