It seems like once you send someone a joke it reminds them of another joke they heard and on and on. I got this in the ..... by email today. (why is it 'in the mail' and 'by email'?) Anyway, here's one obviously written by a irritated jewish person. (well maybe not, but it's a good guess) ... (and I'm not picking on little people, it's the joke writers fault!)
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As April 15th approaches, we can all appreciate and enjoy this one: The Internal Revenue sends its auditor (a nasty little man) to audit a synagogue.
The auditor is doing all the checks, and then turns to the Rabbi and says, 'I noticed that you buy a lot of candles.'
'Yes,' answered the Rabbi.
'Well, Rabbi, what do you do with the candle drippings?' he asked.
'A good question,' noted the Rabbi. 'We actually save them up. When we have enough, we send them back to the candle maker. And every now and then, they send us a free box of candles.'
'Oh,' replied the auditor somewhat disappointed that his question actually had a practical answer. So he thought he'd try another question, in his obnoxious way...
'Rabbi, what about all these matzo purchases? What do you do with the crumbs from the matzo?'
'Ah, yes,' replied the Rabbi calmly, 'We actually collect up the crumbs, we send them in a box back to the manufacturer and every now and then, they send a box of matzo balls.'
'Oh,' replied the auditor, thinking hard how to fluster the Rabbi. ' Well, Rabbi,' he went on, 'What do you do with all the foreskins from the circumcisions? '
'Yes, here too, we do not waste,' answered the Rabbi. 'What we do is save up all the foreskins. And when we have enough we actually send them to the Internal Revenue Service.'
'Internal Revenue Service?' questioned the auditor in disbelief.
'Ah, yes,' replied the Rabbi, 'Internal Revenue Service. And... about once a year, they send us a little prick like you.
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Cure The Wounding
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Reminds me of the joke about the rabbi whose son was graduating from college. He wanted to give the boy a unique gift, and so he took all the foreskins he'd collected over a lifetime of circumcisions and had them tanned and made into a handsome wallet, which he presented to his son after the graduation.
The boy was taken somewhat aback at this odd gift...he'd been expecting a car or a vacation or something...and was visibly disappointed.
His father tried to mollify him by demonstrating how fine and smooth the admittedly-unusual leather of the wallet was, and when the son didn't seem that impressed, the rabbi hit him with the trump card:
"It's more than just a wallet - if you rub it, it turns into a suitcase!"
Past that one on to the person that past this one to me.
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