Wednesday, December 01, 2010

Category: Ethnic Stories

WIDOWS

Sadie and Yetta, two widows, were talking:

Sadie: “That nice Morris Finkleman asked me out for a date. I know you went out with him last week and I wanted to talk with you about him before answer I give him.” Yetta: “Vell.... I'll tell you. He shows up at my apartment punctual like a clock. And like such a mensch (=decent human being) he is dressed. Fine suit, wonderful lining. And he brings me such beautiful flowers you could die from. Then he takes me downstairs and what's there but such a beautiful car...a limousine even, uniformed chauffeur and all. Then he takes me out for a dinner, marvelous dinner. Kosher even! Then we go see a show.... let me tell you Sadie, I enjoyed it so much I could just burst! So then we are coming back to my apartment, and into an ANIMAL he turns. Completely crazy, he tears off my expensive new dress and has his way with me!”

Sadie: “Oy vey... so you are telling me I shouldn't go out with him?”

Yetta: “No... I'm just saying that if you do, you should wear a shmatta (=rag).”

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