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The old lady

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

Hetty, a little old lady, gets onto a crowded bus in in the middle of a heat-wave and stands in front of a seated young girl.

Holding her hand to her chest, Hetty says to the girl, “If you knew what I have, you would give me your seat.”

The girl gets up and gives up the seat to Hetty.

The girl then takes out a fan and starts to fan herself. Hetty looks up and says, “If you knew what I have, you would give me that fan.”

The girl gives Hetty her fan.
A short while later, Hetty gets up and says to the , “Stop, I want to get off here.”

The tells her he has to drop her at the next bus stop, not in the middle of the road.

Her hand across her chest, Hetty tells the driver, “If you knew what I have, you would let me out here.”

The pulls over and lets Hetty out. As she’s walking out of the bus, he asks, “Madam, what is it that you have?”

“Chutzpah,” Hetty replies.

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Bernie at the Races

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

Rabbi Levine is walking slowly out of a Shul in Golders Green when a gust of wind blows his hat down the street. He’s an old man and can’t walk fast enough to catch his hat. Across the street, Bernie sees what’s happening, over, grabs the hat and returns it to Rabbi Levine.

“I don’t think I would have been able to catch my hat.” Rabbi Levine says. He places his hand on Bernie’s shoulder and says, “May God bless you.”

Bernie thinks, “I’ve just been blessed by the Rabbi, this must be my lucky day.” So he goes to the races and sees in the first race a horse named ‘Top Hat’ at 20 to 1. He bets £50 and the horse comes in first.

In the second race, Bernie sees a horse named Fedora at 30 to 1 so he bets it all and this horse comes in first also.

When Bernie finally returns home to his wife, she asks him where he’s been. He explains how he caught the Rabbi’s hat and was blessed by him and then went to a betting office and started winning on horses that had a hat in their names.

“So where’s the money?” she asks.

“I lost it all in the ninth race. I bet on a horse named Chateau and it lost.”

“You fool, Chateau is a house, Chapeau is a hat.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Bernie said, “the winner was some Japanese horse named Yarmulka.”

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Favorite movie rentals for the Chanukah holiday

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

Three Men And A

A Few Hood Mentches

The Cohenheads

The Rocky Hora Picture Show

Shalom Alone

Goyz ‘N The Hood

A Gefilte Fish Called Wanda

The Wizard Of Oys

Who Framed Roger Rabbi?

Prelude To A Briss

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Bernie & Rachel

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

Bernie had a fight with Rachel, his wife, and went to the movies to cool off. Later that evening, he decided to phone home to see what the situation was and maybe even apologize.

“Hello, darling,” he said, “what are you making for dinner?”

“What am I making for dinner? After all the horrible things you said to me earlier, you want to know what I am making for dinner? Poison, that’s what I’m making, poison.”

Bernie replies, “Okay then, just make one portion, I’m not coming home.”

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Religious Goods

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

Abe and Moishe had a religious goods store on Delancey Street on the Lower East Side of NYC. The neighborhood was changing. The Jews were moving to Westchester and the Puerto Ricans were moving in.

“Abe, we have to move to Westchester,” said Moishe.

“We can’t. This neighborhood is our life. We’ve been here for 33 years. Maybe we can start stocking Catholic articles too.”

“What? Catholic articles? Bis du in gantzen meshuggeh? We’re Jews. No Catholic articles!”

Well, a month passed and they sold nothing but two tallesim, three mezzuzahs and one set of tefillin. Now was the time to fish or cut bait.

Moishe agreed that they had to stock Catholic articles, so he said to Abe, “OK, call that house on Park Avenue.”

Abe: “Hello, house on Park Avenue? This is Abe and Moishe’s on Delancey Street. We want 100 autographed pictures of the Pope, 200 of those beads – what you call them, Rosaries? – and 500 …and I need those things here tomorrow.”

“OK, Sir. I got your order. Let me read it back. 100 autographed pictures of the Pope, 200 sets of Rosaries and 500 ….

But – tomorrow we don’t deliver… it’s Shabbos!”

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