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In Reply to: I hab a code! posted by Muzikmike on March 2, 2007 at 13:58:23:
Here's one to - hopefully - bring a little cheer...This cool and very large African-American dude is bopping down the sidewalk with a ghetto-blaster pounding away on one shoulder. So involved in the "music" is he, that he's swivelling, hopping, skipping, along and doesn't notice this short, skinny Jewish fellow walking in the opposite direction.
They collide and, as would be expected, the short, skinny Jewish fellow rebounds into the road, right in front of a speeding Yellow Cab. Feeling the impact, the dude spins 'round, sees the problem and grabs the li'l fella and drags him back onto the sidewalk just before the cab would've creamed him.
The short, skinny Jewish guy says to the big dude: "Oy vey, but are you vun lucky niggah sonuvabitch - I am a magic Jew and you've just earned yourself vun vish for saving mine life!"
After some pondering, the big dude says: "Magic Jew?"
MJ: "Vish numbah vun?"
BD: "All my life I've wanted to have sex with with a blue-eyed honey-blonde just like that one walking on the side, so - for my wish - I'd like to be right inside that blonde"
MJ: "Vish Granted!" (and turned him into a Tampax)The moral of the story:
"Never do business with a Jew, there's always a string attached!"
Yeah, yeah - I know! - It's not exactly in the flush of youth!
But then, neither is MM!
Follow Ups:
Quite antisemitic. Any good businessman knows that a fair agreement for both parties is best for the growth of any business.But you knew that!
That joke's older than me and I'm older than rocks.
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If I had more money I'd soon be broke...but I'd have more LPs!
I've tried and I've tried. I've tried using more bouillon, less bouillon, more flour, less flour......, but no matter what I do my plotz just never seems to thicken! It just makes that sound when you ladle it over potatoes or meat- "plotz".
Ergo grex, ergo sum.
(Foghorn Leghorn imitation)Ah say, you got it all wrong, boy. You need to be usin' cornstarch, son, cornstarch!
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