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Moish Silverstein's Injury
A Jewish father was very troubled
A Stark Naked Women Gets into a NYC Taxi
A 25-year-old Jewish girl
A Water Story
A Wine Story
Don't Ever Lie To A Rabbi
Jewish Haiku
Matzo
Marilyn Monroe
Pesach Cleaning
Praying at the Kotel
Request for Naval Officers Who Can Dance
Sayings of a Jewish Buddhist
The Rabbi
Two Beggars
Two Kids
A 25-year-old Jewish girl

A 25-year-old Jewish girl tells her Mom that she has missed her period for 2 months. Very worried, the mother goes to the drugstore and buys a pregnancy kit. The test result shows that the girl is pregnant.

Shouting and crying, the mother says, "Who was the pig that did this to you? I want to know!"

Without answering, the girl picks up the phone and makes a call.

Half an hour later, a Mercedes stops in front of their house. A mature and distinguished man with gray hair and wearing a yarmulke steps out of the car and enters the house.

He sits uneasily in the living room with the father, mother, and the girl and tells them, "Good morning. Your daughter has informed me of the problem.

I can't marry her because of my personal family situation, but I'll take charge. I will pay all costs and provide for your daughter for the rest of her life.

"Additionally, if a girl is born, I will bequeath two retail furniture stores, a deli, a condo in Miami, and a $1,000,000 bank account."

"If a boy is born, my legacy will be a chain of jewelry stores and a $25,000,000 bank account."

"However, if there is a miscarriage, I'm not sure what to do. What do you suggest?"

All silent at this point, the mother, placed a hand firmly on the man's shoulder and tells him, "So, you'll try again."

Moish Silverstein's Injury
The Rabbi asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers. Suzie Silverstein stood and walked to the podium.
She said, "I have a praise. Two months ago, my husband, Moish, had a terrible motorcycle accident and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was excruciating and the doctors didn't know if they could help him." You could hear a muffled gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagine the pain that poor Moish must have experienced.
"Moish was unable to hold me or the children," she went on, "and every move caused him terrible pain." We prayed as the doctors performed a delicate operation, and it turned out they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Moish's scrotum, and wrap wire around it to hold it in place." Again, the men in the congregation cringed and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery performed on Moish.
"Now," she announced in a quivering voice, "thank the Lord, Moish is out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his scrotum should recover completely."
All the men sighed with unified relief. The Rabbi rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say. A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium.
He said, "I'm Moish Silverstein." The entire congregation held its breath. "I just want to tell my wife the word is sternum."
Request for Naval Officers Who Can Dance

A US Navy cruiser anchored in Mississippi for a week's shore leave.

The first evening, the ship's Captain received the following note from the wife of a very wealthy and influential plantation owner:

"Dear Captain, Thursday will be my daughter's Debutant Ball.
I would like you to send four well-mannered, handsome, unmarried officers in their formal dress uniforms to attend the dance.

"They should arrive promptly at 8:00 PM prepared for an evening of polite Southern conversation. They should be excellent dancers, as they will be the escorts of lovely refined young ladies. One last point: "No Jews please."
Sending a written message by his own yeoman, the captain replied:

"Madam, thank you for your invitation. In order to present the widest possible knowledge base for polite conversation, I am sending four of my best and most prized officers."

"One is a lieutenant commander and a graduate of Annapolis with an additional Masters degree from MIT in fluid technologies and ship design."

"The second is a Lieutenant, one of our helicopter pilots and a graduate of Northwestern university in Chicago , with a BS in Aeronautical Engineering. His Masters Degree and PhD. In Aeronautical and Mechanical Engineering are from Texas Tech University and he is also an astronaut candidate."

"The third officer is also a lieutenant, with degrees in both computer systems and information technology from SMU and he is awaiting notification on his Doctoral Dissertation from Cal Tech."

"Finally, the fourth officer, also a lieutenant commander, is our ship's doctor, with an undergraduate degree from the University of Georgia and his medical degree is from the University of North Carolina . We are very proud of him, as he is also a senior fellow in Trauma Surgery at Bethesda.

Upon receiving this letter, Melinda's mother was quite excited and looked forward to Thursday with pleasure. Her daughter would be escorted by four handsome naval officers without peer (and the other women in her social circle would be insanely jealous).

At precisely 8:00 PM on Thursday, Melinda's mother heard a polite rap at the door which she opened to find, in full dress uniform, four very handsome, smiling Black officers.

Her mouth fell open, but pulling herself together, she stammered, "There must be some mistake."

"No, Madam," said the first officer.

"Captain Goldberg never makes mistakes."

The Rabbi

In a small town in the Old Country, the Rabbi died. His widow, the Rebbetzen, was so disconsolate that the people of the town decided that she ought to get married again.

But the town was so small that the only eligible bachelor was the town butcher.
The poor Rebbetzen was somewhat dismayed because she had been wed to a scholar, and the butcher had no great formal education.
However, she was lonely, so she agreed, and they were married.
After the marriage, Friday came.
She went to the mikvah (a Jewish ritual bath to get rid of impurities).
Then, she went home to prepare to light the candles.
The butcher leaned over to her and said,
“My mother, Hana, told me that after the mikvah and before lighting the candles, it’s good to have sex.” So they did.
She lit the candles. He leaned over again and said,
“My father, Shmuel, told me that after lighting the candles it’s good to have sex.” So they did.
They went to bed after saying their prayers. When they awoke, he said to her,
“My grandmother, Rivka, said that before you go to the synagogue it’s good to have sex.” So they did.
After praying all morning, they came home to rest. Again he whispers in her ear,
“My grandfather, Moishe, says after praying it’s good to have sex.” So they did.
On Sunday she went out to shop for food and met a friend who asked,
“Nu? So how is the new husband?”;
She replied, “Well, a scholar he isn’t, but he comes from a wonderful family."

Two Beggars

Two beggars are sitting outside the Vatican. One displays a large cross, the other a Jewish star.
The beggar with the cross has a cup overflowing with money, while the Jewish beggar has only a few coins.
A priest walks by and notices the disparity. He approaches the Jewish beggar.
“Excuse me, but you do realize this is the center of the Catholic world?
You’ll never raise money with that Star of David on your cup.”
The beggar with the star turns to the one with the cross and says,
“Moishe, look who’s teaching us about marketing!”

A Jewish father was very troubled

A Jewish father was very troubled by the way his son turned out and went to see his rabbi about it.

"Rabbi, I brought him up in the faith, gave him a very expensive Bar Mitzvah and it cost me a fortune to educate him. Then he tells me last week, he's decided to be a Christian. Rabbi, where did I go wrong?"

The rabbi strokes his beard and says, "Funny you should come to me. I too, brought up my son as a boy of faith, sent him to university and it cost me a fortune and then one day he comes to me and tells me he wants to be a Christian."

"What did you do?" asked the man of the rabbi.

"I turned to God for the answer," replied the rabbi.

"What did he say?" asked the man.

He said, "Funny you should come to me..."
source http://www.huffingtonpost.com

Marilyn Monroe

Marilyn Monroe, on being served matzo-ball soup:

"Isn't there any other part of the matzo you can eat?"
source http://www.huffingtonpost.com

Two Kids

Two kids are in a hospital each lying on a stretcher next to each other outside the operating room. The first kid leans over and asks, "what are you in here for?"

The second kid says, "I'm getting my tonsils out. I'm a little nervous."

The first kid says, "You've got nothing to worry about. I had that done when I was four. They put you to sleep and when you wake up, they give you lots of jello and ice cream. It's a breeze."

The second kid then asked, "What are you in here for?"

The first kids says, "a circumcision."

The second kid replies, "Whoa, good luck buddy. I had that done when I was born and I couldn't walk for a year."
source http://www.huffingtonpost.com

Matzo

A Jewish man took his Passover lunch to eat outside in the park. He sat down on a bench and began eating.

A little while later a blind man came by and sat down next to him.

Feeling neighborly, the Jewish man passed a sheet of matzo to the blind man.

The blind man ran his fingers over the matzo for a few minutes, looked puzzled, and finally exclaimed, "Who wrote this crap?"
source http://www.huffingtonpost.com

Praying at the Kotel

A female CNN journalist heard about a very old Jewish man who had been going to the Western Wall to pray, twice a day, every day, for a long, long time.

So she went to check it out. She went to the Western Wall and there he was, walking slowly up to the holy site.

She watched him pray and after about 45 minutes, when he turned to leave, using a cane and moving very slowly, she approached him for an interview.

"Pardon me, sir, I'm Rebecca Smith from CNN. What's your name?

"Morris Feinberg," he replied.

"Sir, how long have you been coming to the Western Wall and praying?"

"For about 60 years."

"60 years! That's amazing! What do you pray for?"

"I pray for peace between the Christians, Jews and the Muslims."

"I pray for all the wars and all the hatred to stop."

"I pray for all our children to grow up safely as responsible adults and to love their fellow man."

"I pray that politicians tell us the truth and put the interests of the people ahead of their own interests."

And finally "I pray that everyone will be happy".

"How do you feel after doing this for 60 years?"

"Like I'm talking to a wall."

Jewish Haiku

On Passover we
Opened the door for Elijah.
Now our dog is gone.

Jewish Buddhism:
If there is no self,
Whose arthritis is this?
Beyond Valium,

Peace is knowing one's child
Is an internist.

After the warm rain
The sweet smell of camellias.
Did you wipe your feet?

Her lips near my ear,
Aunt Sadie whispers the name
Of her friend's disease.

Today I am a man
Tomorrow I will return
To the seventh grade.

Testing the warm milk
On her wrist, she sighs softly
But her son is forty.

The sparkling blue sea
Reminds me to wait an hour
After my sandwich.

Jews on safari --
Map, compass, elephant gun,
Hard sucking candies.

The same kimono
The top geishas are wearing:
I got it at Loehmann's.

Mom, please! There is no
Need to put that dinner roll
In your pocketbook.

Sorry I'm not home
To take your call. At the tone,
Please state your bad news.

Is one Nobel Prize
So much to ask from a child
After all I've done?

Today, mild shvitzing.
Tomorrow, so hot you'll plotz
Five-day forecast: feh

Yenta. Shmeer. Gevalt.
Shlemiel. Shlimazl. Meshuganah
To be fluent!

Quietly murmured
At Saturday Synagogue services,
Phillies 5, Red Sox 3.

A lovely nose ring,
Excuse me while I put my
Head in the oven.

Hard to tell under the lights.
White Yarmulke or
Male-pattern baldness.

Be here now.
Be someplace else later.
Is that so complicated?

Drink tea and nourish life;
With the first sip, joy;
With the second sip, satisfaction;
With the third sip, peace;
With the fourth, a Danish.

Wherever you go, there you are.
Your luggage is another story.
Accept misfortune as a blessing.

Do not wish for perfect health, or a life without problems.
What would you talk about?

The journey of a thousand miles
Begins with a single Oy.

Zen is not easy.
It takes effort to attain nothingness.
And then what do you have?
Bupkis.

The Tao does not speak
The Tao does not blame.
The Tao does not take sides.
The Tao has no expectations.
The Tao demands nothing of others
The Tao is not Jewish.

Breathe in, Breathe out.
Forget this and attaining Enlightenment will
Be the least of your problems.

Deep inside you are ten thousand flowers.
Each flower blossoms ten thousand times.
Each blossom has ten thousand petals.
You might want to see a specialist

Be aware of your body.
Be aware of your perceptions.
Keep in mind that not every physical
Sensation is a symptom of a terminal illness.

The Torah says, Love your neighbor
as yourself.
Buddha says there is no self.
So, maybe we're off the hook.

Don't Ever Lie To A Rabbi

At Friday night services, Morris went to his friend Irving and said, "Irving, I need a favour. I'm sleeping with the Rabbi's wife. Can you hold him in the temple for an hour after services for me?"

Irving was not very fond of the idea, but being Morris' lifelong friend, he reluctantly agreed.

After services, he struck up a conversation with the Rabbi asking him all sorts of stupid questions in an effort to keep him occupied. The wise Rabbi eventually became suspicious and asked, "Irving what are you really up to with all this?"

Irving, filled with feelings of guilt and remorse, confessed to the Rabbi, "I'm sorry Rabbi, my friend Morris is sleeping with your wife right now and asked me to keep you occupied."

The Rabbi smiled, and putting a brotherly hand on Irving's shoulder, said: "Irving I think you'd better hurry home - My wife died two years ago!”

Sayings of a Jewish Buddhist

If there is no self, whose arthritis is this?

Be here now. Be someplace else later. Is that so complicated?

Drink tea and nourish life. With the first sip, joy. With the second, satisfaction. With the third, peace. With the fourth, a Danish.

Wherever you go, there you are. Your luggage is another story.

Accept misfortune as a blessing. Do not wish for perfect health or a life without problems. What would you talk about?

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single “oy.”

There is no escaping karma. In a previous life, you never called, you never wrote, you never visited. And whose fault was that?

Zen is not easy. It takes effort to attain nothingness. And then what do you have? Bupkes.

The Tao does not speak. The Tao does not blame. The Tao does not take sides. The Tao demands nothing of others. The Tao is not Jewish.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Forget this and attaining Enlightenment will be the least of your problems.

Let your mind be as a floating cloud. Let your stillness be as the wooded glen. And sit up straight. You’ll never meet the Buddha with such rounded shoulders.

Be patient and achieve all things. Be impatient and achieve all things faster.

To Find the Buddha, look within. Deep inside you are ten thousand flowers. Each flower blossoms ten thousand times. Each blossom has ten thousand petals.
You might want to see a specialist.

To practice Zen and the art of Jewish motorcycle maintenance, do the following: get rid of the motorcycle. What were you thinking?

Be aware of your body. Be aware of your perceptions. Keep in mind that not every physical sensation is a symptom of a terminal illness.

The Torah says,”Love thy neighbor as thyself.” The Buddha says there is no “self.” So, maybe you are off the hook.

The Buddha taught that one should practice loving kindness to all sentient beings. Still, would it kill you to find a nice sentient being who happens to be Jewish?

Though only your skin, sinews, and bones remain, though your blood and flesh dry up and wither away, yet shall you meditate and not stir until you have attained full Enlightenment. But, first, a little nosh.

Source: allowe.com/humor/text/text-humor-home.html

Pesach Cleaning
truck
A Naked Woman Gets Into a New York City Taxi

nude taxiA clearly inebriated, totally naked woman, gets into a New York City taxi.

The Taxi driver, a old Jewish gentleman, opens his eyes wide and stares at the woman, but made no attempt to start the Taxi.

The Woman glared back at him and said, "What's wrong with you honey? Haven't you ever seen a naked woman before?"

The old Jewish driver slowly answers, "Let me tell you sumsing, lady. I vasn't staring at you like you tink, that vould not be proper."

The women giggled and responded, "Well if you're not staring at my boob or my butt, sweetie, what are you doing then."

He paused a moment, then told her, "Vell..... M'am, I am looking and I am looking, and I am tinking to myself, vair in da hell is dis lady keeping de money to Pay for dis Ride?"

source: https://amnesiainternational.net/en/jewish-cab-driver

 

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