Two old Jewish men, Sid and Al, are sitting in a Mexican restaurant in Los Angeles one
day.
Sid asks Al, "Do you know of any people of our faith born and raised in Mexico ?"
Al replies, "I don't know, let's ask our waiter."
When the waiter arrives, Al asks, "Are there any Mexican Jews?"
The waiter says, "I don't know senor, I ask the cooks."
He returns from the kitchen after a few minutes and says, "No senor, the cook say no
Mexican Jews."
Al isn't satisfied and asks, "Are you absolutely sure?"
The waiter, realizing he is dealing with "gringos" replies, "I check once
again, senor!" and goes back into the kitchen.
While the waiter is away, Sid says, "I find it hard to believe that there are no Jews
in Mexico ..
Our people are scattered everywhere."
The waiter returns and says, "Senor, the head cook, Tom, say there is no Mexican
Jews."
"Are you certain?" Al asks again. "I just can't believe there are no
Mexican Jews!"
"SENOR, I ask EVERYONE," replies the exasperated waiter, " All we have is
Orange Jews, Grape Jews, Prune Jews, Cranberry Jews, and Tomato Jews."
lol, nice one, here's another.
Two old Jewish men, Sid and Al, are sitting on a park bench.
Sid says to Al, "What a beautiful day, I wouldn't be dead for a million quids!"
Al replies, "I don't know, A million quids, that's a lot a money!"
:D ;D :o ::) 8) ;D ;D
I was in a car wreck, trapped inside with the doors jammed. The paramedics we frantically trying to free me when a car full of older gentlemen with long gray beards and funny black hats stopped to help. In less than a minute they had pried the doors from the car and the paramedics rescued me.
Yes, I was saved by the "Jews of life"......