A Galacian Jew was travelling in a train. He had made himself really comfortable, had unbuttoned his coat and put his feet up on the seat. Just then a gentleman in modern dress entered the compartment. The Jew promptly pulled himself together and took up a proper pose. The stranger fingered through a notebook, made some calculations, reflected for a moment and suddenly asked the Jew: "Excuse me, when is Yom Kippur (the Day of Atonement)?"
"Oho!" said the Jew, and put his feet up on the seat again before answering.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Voltaire - Snap Master!
The French poet J.B. Rousseau wrote an Ode to Posterity. Voltaire was not of the opinion that the poem merited survival, and jokingly remarked: "This poem will not reach its destination."
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Back, with another broker-joke!
The Bridegroom was most disagreeably surprised when the bride was introduced to him, and drew the broker on one side and whispered his remonstrances: "Why have you brought me here?" he asked reproachfully. "She's ugly and old, she squints and has bad teeth and bleary eyes..." - "You needn't lower your voice," interrupted the broker, "she's deaf as well."
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