<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700</id><updated>2011-08-01T19:19:13.574-07:00</updated><category term='Jewish Mothers'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='Funeral'/><category term='Garden of Eden'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Bug Jokes'/><category term='God'/><category term='Husband and Wife'/><category term='Seder'/><category term='Pope'/><category term='Moshe'/><category term='Creation'/><category term='Jewish Daughters'/><category term='Shabbat'/><category term='Adam and Chavah'/><category term='Rabbi'/><category term='Queen'/><category term='Scientist'/><category term='Diet'/><category term='Ten Commandments'/><category term='Bank'/><category term='Blind Man'/><category term='Blonde'/><category term='Farmer'/><category term='Two Jewish Women'/><category term='Jews'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Matzoh'/><category term='Car'/><category term='New York Parking'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Police'/><category term='Passover'/><title type='text'>Jewish Jokes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-271800774857868198</id><published>2009-09-17T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:30:21.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This guy walks into a bar</title><content type='html'>This guy walks into a bar, and sits down at the bar. There's a really good-looking        girl alone at the end of the bar. He catches her eye, and smiles at her.        She gives him an icy stare in return. A little while later he tries again,        and is rebuked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls the bartender over. "Listen, I'd really like        to meet that girl, can you help me?" "Sure," says the bartender,        "have you ever heard of Jewish Fly." "No, is it like Spanish        Fly," replies the man. "Much better than that," says the        bartender. He mixes the girl a drink, (with the Jewish fly of course) and        gives it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little later she smiles at the man. After a few more        minutes she begins to lick her lips suggestively. The man walks over, sits        down and says, "May I get you another drink?" "No,"        she says in a deep sexy voice, "but you can take me shopping."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-271800774857868198?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/271800774857868198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=271800774857868198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/271800774857868198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/271800774857868198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-guy-walks-into-bar.html' title='This guy walks into a bar'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-2319346870399458966</id><published>2008-02-28T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:50:40.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oy!: The Ultimate Book of Jewish Jokes by David Minkoff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jewish-books.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jewish Jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On circumcision: ' It won't be long now,' said the rabbi as he circumcised the little boy.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Marriage: 'Q: Why are many Jewish girls still single these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: They have not yet met Dr. Right.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jewish telegram: 'Begin worrying. Details to follow.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the 23rd Psalm for Jewish princesses: 'The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He leadeth me into Bloomingdale's.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.milechai.com/product2/books/Humor.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jewish Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-2319346870399458966?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2319346870399458966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=2319346870399458966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/2319346870399458966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/2319346870399458966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2008/02/oy-ultimate-book-of-jewish-jokes-by.html' title='Oy!: The Ultimate Book of Jewish Jokes by David Minkoff'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-2405005849468741775</id><published>2008-01-14T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T09:54:03.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funeral'/><title type='text'>Who Needs Tickets?</title><content type='html'>Mr. and Mrs. Greenberg go out to see My Fair Lady on stage. This is the most sold out show of the year, and scalpers are retiring on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, they've lucked into front row seats. But they notice that in the row behind them, there's an empty seat. When intermission comes and no one has sat in that seat, Mrs. Greenberg turns to the woman sitting next to it and asks, "Pardon me, but this is show is completely sold out and in such demand. We were wondering why that seat is empty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The woman says, "That's my late husband's seat." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mrs. Greenberg is horrified and apologizes for being so insensitive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a few minutes later, she turns around again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Without meaning to be rude or anything, this is an incredibly hard show to get into. Surely you must have a friend or a relative who would have wanted to come and see the show?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The woman nods, and explains, "They're all at the funeral."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-2405005849468741775?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2405005849468741775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=2405005849468741775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/2405005849468741775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/2405005849468741775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-needs-tickets.html' title='Who Needs Tickets?'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-7811524183304420537</id><published>2007-04-18T15:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T15:13:29.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Brand New 2007 Pasta Diet That Really Works!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;Brand New 2007 Pasta Diet That  Really Works! Because I really care........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The  Pasta Diet and Your Health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ITALIAN PASTA DIET -- IT  REALLY WORKS !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;1.. You walka pasta da bakery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;2.. You walka pasta da candy store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;3.. You walka pasta da Ice Cream shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;4.. You walka pasta da table and fridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;You willa losea da weight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;AND..... CONCERNED ABOUT TOO MANY CARBS IN YOUR  DIET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  align="left" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;For those of you who watch  what you eat, here's the final word on nutrition and health. It's a relief to  know the truth after all those conflicting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;nutritional studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;1. The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer  fewer heart attacks than Americans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;2. The Mexicans eat a lot of fat and suffer fewer  heart attacks than Americans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;3. The Chinese drink very little red wine and  suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;4. The Italians drink a lot of red wine and  suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;5. The Germans drink a lot of beers and eat lots  of sausages and fats and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Eat and drink what you like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: 700;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Speaking English is apparently what kills you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-7811524183304420537?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7811524183304420537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=7811524183304420537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7811524183304420537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7811524183304420537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/04/brand-new-2007-pasta-diet-that-really.html' title='Brand New 2007 Pasta Diet That Really Works!'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-638034826972020972</id><published>2007-04-18T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T14:58:59.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blonde'/><title type='text'>Killer Biscuits Wanted</title><content type='html'>KILLER BISCUITS WANTED FOR ATTEMPTED MURDER (the actual AP headline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Burnett, 23, a resident of San Diego, was visiting her in-laws and  while there went to a nearby supermarket to pick up some groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several people noticed her sitting in her car with the windows rolled up  and with her eyes closed, with both hands behind the back of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One customer who had been at the store for a while became concerned and  walked over to the car. He noticed that Linda's eyes were now open, and she  looked very strange. He asked her if she was okay, and Linda replied that she'd  been shot in the back of the head, and had been holding her brains in for over  an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man called the paramedics, who broke into the car because the doors  were locked and Linda refused to remove her hands from her head. When they  finally got in, they found that Linda had a wad of bread dough on the back of  her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pillsbury biscuit canister had exploded from the heat, making a loud  noise that sounded like a gunshot, and the wad of dough hit her in the back of  her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she reached back to find out what it was, she felt the dough and  thought it was her brains. She initially passed out, but quickly recovered and  tried to hold her brains in for over an hour until someone noticed and came to  her aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda is a blonde, but I'm certain that's irrelevant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-638034826972020972?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/638034826972020972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=638034826972020972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/638034826972020972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/638034826972020972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/04/killer-biscuits-wanted.html' title='Killer Biscuits Wanted'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-7507850672145627650</id><published>2007-02-09T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:27:08.002-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband and Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><title type='text'>Driving down the road.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sam Levy was driving down the road, gets pulled over by a policeman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking up  to Sam's car, the policeman says, 'Your wife fell out of the car five miles  back.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam replies, 'Thank god for that... I'd thought I'd gone deaf!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Israel Diamonds" href="http://www.israelidiamonds.net/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Submitted by ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Israel Diamonds" href="http://www.israelidiamonds.net/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-7507850672145627650?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7507850672145627650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=7507850672145627650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7507850672145627650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7507850672145627650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/driving-down-road.html' title='Driving down the road.........'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-7986488537431123883</id><published>2007-02-09T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:17:47.112-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewish Daughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passover'/><title type='text'>The Kosher Top 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Top  Ten Ways To Know the Guy your daughter brought home for the&lt;br /&gt;Passover Seder  isn't gonna work out...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr   width="85%" style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Hides the afikomen in his pants &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Won't stop asking when the Latkas are going to be served&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  When welcoming Elijah he checks the chimney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. After fourth time calling  your wife "Ma' Nishtana" still hopes to get a laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. In return for the  Afikomen, he asks to see your Tax Returns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. To comply with the Hagadah,  he punches the person who reads the "Wicked Son" in the mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You are  at the third cup of wine, he's on number 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. After the afikomen is  stolen, he starts pocketing silverware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When everyone points to the  Marror, he points directly at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. As a gift, he brings fresh baked  Challah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-7986488537431123883?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7986488537431123883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=7986488537431123883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7986488537431123883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7986488537431123883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/kosher-top-10.html' title='The Kosher Top 10'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-906188862564925940</id><published>2007-02-09T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:13:20.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabbi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A rabbi who's been leading a congregation for  many years is upset by the fact that he's never been able to eat pork. So he  devises a plan whereby he flies to a remote tropical island and checks into a  hotel. He immediately gets himself a table at the finest restaurant and orders  the most expensive pork dish on the menu. As he's eagerly waiting for it to be  served, he hears his name called from across the restaurant. He looks up to see  10 of his loyal congregants approaching. His luck, they'd chosen the same time  to visit the same remote location! Just at that moment, the waiter comes out  with a huge silver tray carrying a whole roasted pig with an apple in its mouth.  The rabbi looks up sheepishly at his congregants and says, "Wow - you order an  apple in this place and look how it's served!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-906188862564925940?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/906188862564925940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=906188862564925940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/906188862564925940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/906188862564925940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/rabbi-whos-been-leading-congregation.html' title=''/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-7004091653205938459</id><published>2007-02-09T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:15:46.742-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewish Mothers'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Four Jewish ladies are playing a game of cards  in Miami Beach. The first lady sighs and says, "Oy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The second lady nods,  sighs, and says, "Oy vey!" The third lady says, "Oy veys meer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The fourth lady  chimes in: "Enough talk about the children already. Let's get back to the game."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-7004091653205938459?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7004091653205938459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=7004091653205938459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7004091653205938459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7004091653205938459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/four-jewish-ladies-are-playing-game-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-1452780129156130047</id><published>2007-02-09T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:10:31.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shabbat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moshe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabbi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It was a Sabbath afternoon          and Moshe stood looking out the window of the rabbi's study. "Rabbi," he          said thoughtfully, "If one sees a cow drowning on the Sabbath, is it          permitted to save her or should one let her drown?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The rabbi looked up from his studies, "It          is not permitted to break the Sabbath over a cow," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "That's too bad. A cow has fallen into the lake and she's going under,"          Moshe continued.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "Yes, it's too bad," the rabbi muttered this time, without looking up          from his studies.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "Her head is going under now," Moshe continued after a pause. "She's          certainly lost now. I feel sorry for the beast."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "Yes," muttered the rabbi, "it's very sad. But what can one do?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "And I feel sorry for you," Moshe said.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "Why me?" said the rabbi looking up.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "It was your cow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-1452780129156130047?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1452780129156130047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=1452780129156130047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/1452780129156130047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/1452780129156130047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-was-sabbath-afternoon-and-moshe.html' title=''/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-8053148989960250851</id><published>2007-02-09T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:04:11.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moshe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pope'/><title type='text'>Moshe Vs the Pope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;About a century or two ago,      the Pope decided that all the Jews had to leave Rome. Naturally there was a big uproar from the Jewish community. So the Pope made a deal. He would have a religious debate     with a member of the Jewish community. If the Jew won, the Jews could     stay. If the Pope won, the Jews would leave. The Jews realized that     they had no choice. They looked around for a champion who could     defend their faith, but no one wanted to volunteer. It was too     risky. So they finally picked an old man named Moishe who spent his     life sweeping up after people, to represent them. Being old and poor,     he had less to lose, so he agreed. He asked only for one addition to     the debate. Not being used to saying very much, as he cleaned up around the settlement, he asked that neither side be allowed to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;     The pope agreed.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    The day of the great debate came. Moishe and the Pope sat opposite each other for a full minute before the Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers. Moishe looked back at him and raised one&lt;br /&gt;    finger. The Pope waved his fingers in a circle around his head. Moishe pointed to the ground where he sat. The Pope pulled out a wafer and a glass of wine. Moishe pulled out an apple.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    The Pope stood up and said, "I give up. This man is too good. The Jews can stay."&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    An hour later, the cardinals were all around the Pope asking him what happened. The Pope said, "First I held up three fingers to represent the Trinity. He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that there was still one God common to both our religions. Then I waved my finger around me to show him, that God was all around us. He responded by pointing to the ground, showing&lt;br /&gt;    that God was also right here with us. I pulled out the wine and the wafer to show that God absolves us from our sins. He pulled out an apple to remind me of original sin. He had an answer for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;     What could I do?"&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Meanwhile, the Jewish community had crowded around Moishe, amazed     that this old, almost feeble-minded man had done what all their     scholars had insisted was impossible!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    "What happened?" they asked.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    "Well," said Moishe, "First he said to me that the Jews had three days to get out of here. I told him that not one of us was leaving. Then he told me that this whole city would be cleared of Jews. I let&lt;br /&gt;    him know that we were staying right here."&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    "And then?" asked a woman.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    "I don't know," said Moishe. "He took out his lunch, and I took out mine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-8053148989960250851?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8053148989960250851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=8053148989960250851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/8053148989960250851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/8053148989960250851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/moshe-vs-pope.html' title='Moshe Vs the Pope'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-1825562011412051143</id><published>2007-02-09T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:01:28.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabbi'/><title type='text'>How did you do that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moishe the farmer had made out a Will that stipulated how          his prize cows would be shared out to his 3 sons on his death. He          decided that half the cows should go to his eldest son, one third to his          second eldest son and one ninth to his youngest son. He though this was          fair.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        Some years later he died and his sons knew that there were 17 cows. But          they just couldn’t divide them according to their father’s wishes. So          they had to call in the learned Rabbi.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        After much thought, the Rabbi went away and returned with one of his own          cows, making 18 cows. Then the Rabbi gave the oldest son 9 cows, the          second son got 6 cows and the youngest 2 cows. There was still one cow          left over, so the Rabbi took his cow back home with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-1825562011412051143?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1825562011412051143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=1825562011412051143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/1825562011412051143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/1825562011412051143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-did-you-do-that.html' title='How did you do that?'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-4445687399950090686</id><published>2007-02-09T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T08:59:04.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewish Mothers'/><title type='text'>Saleman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Rachel and Sarah meet one day in Brent          Cross shopping center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;         “Is it true, Rachel,” asks Sarah, “that your son Benjy has moved out of          law?”&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        “Yes, it’s true,” replies Rachel, “he’s now a salesman in a tailor          shop.”&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        “Mazeltov,” says Sarah, “but a salesman?  Is he any good at it?”&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        Rachel replies, “Is he any good? Why he’s brilliant. Only yesterday a          woman comes into his shop to buy a suit to bury her poor late husband          in. And guess what my Benjy did?&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        He talked her into buying an extra pair of trousers.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt;&lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-4445687399950090686?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/4445687399950090686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=4445687399950090686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/4445687399950090686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/4445687399950090686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/saleman.html' title='Saleman'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-4048572085932241625</id><published>2007-02-09T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T08:57:43.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabbi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The President of the          congregation went to visit the Rabbi in the hospital,&lt;br /&gt;        who had just suffered a mild heart-attack.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        He says, "Rabbi, the board just voted 12 to 8 to wish you a speedy          recovery!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-4048572085932241625?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/4048572085932241625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=4048572085932241625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/4048572085932241625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/4048572085932241625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/president-of-congregation-went-to-visit.html' title=''/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-4033850923327629767</id><published>2007-02-09T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T08:53:16.228-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bug Jokes'/><title type='text'>Buzz Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One day, two bees are buzzing around what's left of a rose bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How's your summer been?" asks bee number one.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"Not too good," says bee two.  "Lotta rain, lotta cold. There aren't enough flowers, therefore not enough pollen."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;The first bee has an idea. "Hey, why don't you go down to the corner and hang a left?  There's a bar mitzvah going on. Plenty of flowers and fruit."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Bee two buzzes, "Thanks!" and takes off. An hour later, the bees bump into each other again.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"How was the bar mitzvah?" asks the first bee.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"Great!" replies the second.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;The first bee, however, notices a small circle on his friend's head, and inquires, "What's that on your head?"&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"A yarmulke," is the answer. "I didn't want them to think I was a Wasp."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-4033850923327629767?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/4033850923327629767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=4033850923327629767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/4033850923327629767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/4033850923327629767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/buzz-off.html' title='Buzz Off'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-7444137099851718750</id><published>2007-02-09T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T08:50:50.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Two Jewish Women'/><title type='text'>It's All Relative</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two Jewish women were speaking about their sons, each of whom was incarcerated in the state prison.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The first says: "Oy, my son has it so hard. He is locked away in maximum security, he never even speaks to anyone or sees the light of day. He has no exercise and he lives a horrible life."&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The second says: "Well, my son is in minimum security. He exercises every day, he spends time in the prison library, takes some classes, and writes home each week.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;"Oy," says the first woman, "You must get such naches from your son."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-7444137099851718750?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7444137099851718750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=7444137099851718750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7444137099851718750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/7444137099851718750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-all-relative.html' title='It&apos;s All Relative'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-5784713437767849435</id><published>2007-02-09T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T08:50:02.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabbi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Paired off Parrots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A lady approaches her rabbi and tells him, "Rabbi, I have a problem.  I have two female talking parrots, but they only know how to say one thing."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "What do they say?" the rabbi inquired.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "They only know how to say, 'Hi, we're prostitutes.  Want to have some fun?'"&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "That's terrible!" the rabbi exclaimed, "but I have a solution to your problem.  Bring your two female parrots over to my house and I will put them with my two male talking parrots whom I taught to pray and read Hebrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       My parrots will teach your parrots to stop saying that terrible phrase and your female parrots will learn to praise and worship."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       "Thank you!" the woman responded.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       The next day the woman brings her female parrots to the rabbi's house. His two male parrots are wearing tiny yamulkes and praying in their cage.  The lady puts her two female parrots in with the male          parrots and the female parrots say, "Hi, we're prostitutes, want to have some          fun?"&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       One male parrot looks over at the other male parrot and exclaims, "Put away the siddurs!  Our prayers have been answered!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-5784713437767849435?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5784713437767849435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=5784713437767849435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/5784713437767849435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/5784713437767849435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/paired-off-parrots.html' title='Paired off Parrots'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-5567847833892363180</id><published>2007-02-09T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T08:50:20.849-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scientist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation'/><title type='text'>The contest with God...</title><content type='html'>There was a group of scientists and they were all sitting around discussing  which one of them was going to go to God and tell Him that they didn't need him  anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; One of the scientists volunteered and went to go tell God he was no longer  needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scientist says to God - "God, you know, a bunch of us have been thinking and  I've come to tell you that we really don't need you anymore. I mean, we've been  coming up with great theories and ideas, we've cloned sheep, and we're on the  verge of cloning humans. So as you can see, we really don't need you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; God nods understandingly and says. "I see. Well, no hard feelings. But before  you go let's have a contest. What do you think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scientist says, "Sure. What kind of contest?"&lt;br /&gt;God: "A man-making contest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scientist: "Sure! No problem".&lt;br /&gt;The scientist bends down and picks up a handful of dirt and says, "Okay, I'm  ready!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God replies, "No, no, no... You go get your own dirt." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-5567847833892363180?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5567847833892363180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=5567847833892363180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/5567847833892363180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/5567847833892363180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/contest-with-god.html' title='The contest with God...'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-2000215164530543872</id><published>2007-02-09T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T15:14:21.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blind Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matzoh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rabbi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A blind man is      sitting on a park bench. A Rabbi sits down next to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The Rabbi is      chomping on a piece of matzoh. Taking pity on the blind man, he breaks off a      piece and gives it to the blind man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Several minutes later, the blind man      turns, taps the Rabbi on the shoulder and asks, "Who wrote this?!!" &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-2000215164530543872?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2000215164530543872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=2000215164530543872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/2000215164530543872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/2000215164530543872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/blind-man-is-sitting-on-park-bench.html' title=''/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-2890403844639652149</id><published>2007-02-09T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T08:23:36.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten Commandments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jews'/><title type='text'>This is a little known tale of how G-d came to give the Jews the Ten Commandments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;G-d first went to the Egyptians and asked them if they would like a      commandment. "What's a commandment?" they asked. "Well, it's like, THOU      SHALT NOT COMMIT ADULTERY," replied G-d. The Egyptians thought about it and      then said, "No way, that would ruin our weekends."&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;So then G-d went to the Assyrians and asked them      if they would like a commandment. They also asked, "What's a commandment?"      "Well," said G-d, "It's like, THOU SHALT NOT STEAL." The Assyrians      immediately replied, "No way. That would ruin our economy."&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;So finally G-d went to the Jews and asked      them if they wanted a commandment.  They asked, "How much?"  G-d said,      "They're free."&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;The Jews said, "Great! We'll take TEN!"&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-2890403844639652149?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2890403844639652149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=2890403844639652149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/2890403844639652149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/2890403844639652149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-little-known-tale-of-how-g-d.html' title='This is a little known tale of how G-d came to give the Jews the Ten Commandments.'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-4556863726570438639</id><published>2007-02-09T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T03:22:48.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seder'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;A British Jew is      waiting in line to be knighted by the Queen. He is to kneel in front of her      and recite a sentence in Latin when she taps him on the shoulders with her      sword. However, when his turn comes, he panics in the excitement of the      moment and forgets the Latin. Then, thinking fast, he recites the only other      sentence he knows in a foreign language, which he remembers from the      Passover seder:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     "Ma nishtana ha layla ha zeh mi kol ha laylot."&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     Puzzled, Her Majesty turns to her advisor and whispers, "Why is this knight      different from all other knights?"&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-4556863726570438639?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/4556863726570438639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=4556863726570438639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/4556863726570438639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/4556863726570438639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/british-jew-is-waiting-in-line-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-8550493242779928883</id><published>2007-02-09T06:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:20:13.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden of Eden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam and Chavah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Seven reasons why God Created Chavah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. God was worried that Adam, being alone, would  regularly get lost in the garden of Eden because he refused to ask for  directions&lt;br /&gt;2. God knew right from the start that Adam would  eventually need someone to find the remote and then hand it to him&lt;br /&gt;3. God knew that Adam didn’t have any idea how to  choose the latest style of fig leaf when his old one wore out. He would  therefore need someone to choose one for him&lt;br /&gt;4. God knew that Adam would never be able to make  an appointment with a doctor, dentist or hairdresser all by himself&lt;br /&gt;5. God knew that Adam was having difficulty in  remembering which days he needed to put the recyclable rubbish in the ‘green’  bin&lt;br /&gt;6. God knew that if the world was to be populated,  Adam would never be able to handle the pain and discomfort of childbearing&lt;br /&gt;7. When God finished creating Adam, he stepped  back, scratched his head, and said, "I can do better than that.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;-- &lt;b&gt; &lt;a title="Seder Plates" href="http://www.sederplates.net/"&gt;Submitted by SP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-8550493242779928883?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8550493242779928883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=8550493242779928883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/8550493242779928883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/8550493242779928883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/seven-reasons-why-god-created-eve.html' title='Seven reasons why God Created Chavah'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-3569870857180750501</id><published>2007-02-09T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:00:04.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>The dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Moshe was taking to his psychiatrist. "I had a weird dream recently," he says.  "I saw my mother but then I noticed she had your face. I found this so worrying  that I immediately awoke and couldn't get back to sleep. I just stayed there  thinking about it until 7am. I got up, made myself a slice of toast and some  coffee and came straight here. Can you please help me explain the meaning of my  dream?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The psychiatrist kept silent for some time, then said, "One slice of toast and  coffee? Do you call that a breakfast?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;-- &lt;a title="Jewish Jokes" style="text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.jewishrecipes.org/jewish-jokes/index.html"&gt; Jewish Jokes and Funny Side of Jewish Cooking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-3569870857180750501?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/3569870857180750501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=3569870857180750501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/3569870857180750501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/3569870857180750501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/dream.html' title='The dream'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-1170646788726591663</id><published>2007-02-08T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T03:21:47.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband and Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Car'/><title type='text'>The engineer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hette arrives home quite late one night and says to her worried Moishe, “Sorry I’m late. I had to come home by train, as I couldn’t get my car to start. But I’m sure I know why.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“So what’s the problem then, my mechanical engineer of a wife?” asks Moishe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“I think there’s water in the carburettor,” replies Hette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“How on earth can you know that?“ says Moishe. “You don’t even know how to open the hood or to change the time on the car’s clock yet alone know where the carburettor is.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Maybe so,“ says Hette, “but I still think there’s water in it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Moishe then says, “OK, I’ll go along with you. Let’s check it out right now. Where did you leave the car?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hette replies, “In the lake!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a title="Jewish Software" style="text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.jewishcatalogs.com/"&gt; &lt;-- &lt;b&gt;Submitted by JC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-1170646788726591663?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1170646788726591663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=1170646788726591663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/1170646788726591663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/1170646788726591663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/engineer.html' title='The engineer'/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588821796744131700.post-1830520743861340452</id><published>2007-01-10T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:17:04.806-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Parking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bank'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A Jew walks into a bank in          New York City and asks for the loan officer. He says he is going to          Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for such          a loan, so the man hands over the keys to a new Rolls Royce parked on          the street in front of the bank. Everything checks out, and the bank          agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       An employee drives the Rolls into the bank's underground garage and          parks it there.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       Two weeks later, the man returns, repays the $5,000 and the interest,          which comes to $15.41.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       The loan officer says, "We are very happy to have had your business, and          this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are a little          puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are          a multimillionaire. What puzzles us is why would you bother to borrow          $5,000?"&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;       The Jew replied, "Where else in New York can I park my car for two weeks          for 15 bucks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a title="Return to Jewish Jokes" href="http://www.judaicacards.com/jewish_jokes.html"&gt; &lt;-- Return to Jewish Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588821796744131700-1830520743861340452?l=jewishjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1830520743861340452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588821796744131700&amp;postID=1830520743861340452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/1830520743861340452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588821796744131700/posts/default/1830520743861340452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jewishjokes.blogspot.com/2007/02/jew-walks-into-bank-in-new-york-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Judaica and Jewish Jewelry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14521357390128149162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
