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
"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
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