My Son The ...

 
	 Two elderly Jewish ladies meet on a street corner.
	 
	 "So Sadie, how's by you I haven't seen you in years?"
 
	 "Marvelous, Rivkeh, things couldn't be better!  My son Harold is an
	 Accountant making lots of money.  My daughter Cynthia married a rich 
	 man, and both of my children have given me beautiful grandchildren 
	 and so much naches...but enough about my joys...so what's by you and 
	 your family?"
 
	 "Oy Sadie, don't ask!  Me, I have such tsores!"
 
	 "Nu Rivkeh, I'm so sorry to hear that; but what kind of tsores?"
 
	 "It's my son Arnold.  He revealed to us that he's a faygeleh."
 
	 "Oy, a faygeleh, what a disaster!"
 
	 "I know, but we do have a consolation..."
 
	 "Vos for a consolation with a faygeleh?"
 
	 "Well, he's going with such a nice Jewish boy who's going to be a 
	 doctor!"
 





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