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04-27-2008, 04:43 PM
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An Arab had spent many days crossing the desert without finding a source of water. It got so bad that his camel died of thirst. He crawled through the
sands, certain that he was breathing his last breath, when suddenly, he saw a
shiny object sticking out of the sand several yards ahead of him.*He crawled to the object, pulled it out of the sand, and discovered that he had a Manischewitz wine bottle. It appeared that there may be a drop or two left in the bottle, so he unscrewed the top, and out popped a genie. BUT this was no ordinary genie. This genie*appeared to be a stand-up comic from the Borscht circuit and bore a strong resemblance to Jackie Mason.
'Vell kid,' said the genie, 'you know how it voiks. You got
three vishes.'
*'I'm not going to trust you,' says the Arab. 'I'm not going to trust a Jewish genie!'
'Vott'ya* got to lose? Looks ta me - you're a*gonner anyvay!'
The Arab thought about this for a minute, and decided that the genie was right.* 'Okay, I wish I* were in a lush oasis, with plentiful food and drink.'
*** * * * * * * P O O F * *
The Arab found himself in the most beautiful oasis he had ever seen and he was surrounded with jugs of nectar and platters of delicacies.
'Okee-dokee kiddo, vot's your second vish?'
'My second wish is that I become rich beyond my wildest dreams.'
** * * * * * P O O F * * * * * * * * *
The Arab found himself nsurrounded by treasure chests filled with rare old coins and precious gems.
'Okay kid, you got just vun more vish. Better you should make it a good vun!'
After thinking for a few minutes, the Arab says , 'I wish that no matter where I go, young and beautiful women will always need and want me !'*
** * * * * * * * P O O F* * * * * * *
He was turned into a box of tampons.
THE MORAL OF THE STORY:
If you're an Arab doing business with a Jewish genie, it's possible there might be strings attached.
Big Smile
An Arab had spent many days crossing the desert without finding a source of water. It got so bad that his camel died of thirst. He crawled through the
sands, certain that he was breathing his last breath, when suddenly, he saw a
shiny object sticking out of the sand several yards ahead of him.*He crawled to the object, pulled it out of the sand, and discovered that he had a Manischewitz wine bottle. It appeared that there may be a drop or two left in the bottle, so he unscrewed the top, and out popped a genie. BUT this was no ordinary genie. This genie*appeared to be a stand-up comic from the Borscht circuit and bore a strong resemblance to Jackie Mason.
'Vell kid,' said the genie, 'you know how it voiks. You got
three vishes.'
*'I'm not going to trust you,' says the Arab. 'I'm not going to trust a Jewish genie!'
'Vott'ya* got to lose? Looks ta me - you're a*gonner anyvay!'
The Arab thought about this for a minute, and decided that the genie was right.* 'Okay, I wish I* were in a lush oasis, with plentiful food and drink.'
*** * * * * * * P O O F * *
The Arab found himself in the most beautiful oasis he had ever seen and he was surrounded with jugs of nectar and platters of delicacies.
'Okee-dokee kiddo, vot's your second vish?'
'My second wish is that I become rich beyond my wildest dreams.'
** * * * * * P O O F * * * * * * * * *
The Arab found himself nsurrounded by treasure chests filled with rare old coins and precious gems.
'Okay kid, you got just vun more vish. Better you should make it a good vun!'
After thinking for a few minutes, the Arab says , 'I wish that no matter where I go, young and beautiful women will always need and want me !'*
** * * * * * * * P O O F* * * * * * *
He was turned into a box of tampons.
THE MORAL OF THE STORY:
If you're an Arab doing business with a Jewish genie, it's possible there might be strings attached.
Big Smile