JEWISH GENIE
Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 11:34 amadabizm 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.
Slowly he crawled to the object, pulled it out of the sand and discovered that he had a Manischewitz wine bottle.
(For the ignorant amongst you - Manischewitz is a kosher wine for Jewish dietary laws)
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 -
(of course you knew that, didn't you?)
This genie appeared to be a Hassidic Rabbi, complete with black alpaca coat, black hat, side curls and tzitzis.
'Vell kid' said the genie, 'you know how dis voiks. You got three vishes.'
'I'm not going to trust you,' says adabizim.
'There's no way I'm not going to trust a Jewish genie!'
'Vott'ya you got to lose?
Looks ta me - you're a gonner anyvay!'
adabizim 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 * * * * * * * * *
adabizim found himself in the most beautiful oasis he had ever seen and he was surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.
'Okee-dokee kiddo, vat's your second vish?'
'My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams.'
* * * * * * * P O O F * * * * * * * * *
adabizim found himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare old coins and precious gems.
'Okay kid, you got just vone more vish. Better you should make it a good vone! Eh?'
After thinking for a few minutes, adabizim says,
'I wish that no matter where I go, beautiful women will always need and want me!'
* * * * * * * P O O F * * * * * * * * *
He was turned into a tampon.
AND THE MORAL OF THE STORY?
If you're adabizim doing business with a Jewish genie, there's going to be a string attached!
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.
Slowly he crawled to the object, pulled it out of the sand and discovered that he had a Manischewitz wine bottle.
(For the ignorant amongst you - Manischewitz is a kosher wine for Jewish dietary laws)
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 -
(of course you knew that, didn't you?)
This genie appeared to be a Hassidic Rabbi, complete with black alpaca coat, black hat, side curls and tzitzis.
'Vell kid' said the genie, 'you know how dis voiks. You got three vishes.'
'I'm not going to trust you,' says adabizim.
'There's no way I'm not going to trust a Jewish genie!'
'Vott'ya you got to lose?
Looks ta me - you're a gonner anyvay!'
adabizim 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 * * * * * * * * *
adabizim found himself in the most beautiful oasis he had ever seen and he was surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.
'Okee-dokee kiddo, vat's your second vish?'
'My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams.'
* * * * * * * P O O F * * * * * * * * *
adabizim found himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare old coins and precious gems.
'Okay kid, you got just vone more vish. Better you should make it a good vone! Eh?'
After thinking for a few minutes, adabizim says,
'I wish that no matter where I go, beautiful women will always need and want me!'
* * * * * * * P O O F * * * * * * * * *
He was turned into a tampon.
AND THE MORAL OF THE STORY?
If you're adabizim doing business with a Jewish genie, there's going to be a string attached!
