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    A Jewish man walked into the lingerie department of Macy's in New York
    City. He tells the sales clerk, "I would like a Jewish bra for my wife
    size 34 B." With a quizzical look the sales clerk asked, "What kind of
    bra?"

    He repeated, "A Jewish bra. She said to tell you that she wanted a
    Jewish bra and that you would know what she wanted."

    "Ah, now I remember, said the sales clerk. We don't get as many requests
    for them as we used to. Most of our customers lately want the Catholic
    bra, or the Salvation Army bra, or the Presbyterian bra."

    Confused and a little flustered, the man asked, "So, what are the
    differences?"

    The sales clerk responded. "It is all really quite simple. The Catholic
    bra supports the masses. The Salvation Army lifts up the fallen, and the
    Presbyterian bra keeps them staunch and upright."

    He mused on that information for a minute and said, "Hmmm. I know I'll
    regret asking, but what does the Jewish bra do?"

    "Ah, the Jewish bra, she replied, makes mountains out of molehills."

  • #2
    Ah Josko me mate also posted here:
    Make us laugh, post something that relieves the stresses of being a property investor.
    "There's one way to find out if a man is honest-ask him. If he says 'yes,' you know he is a crook." Groucho Marx

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    • #3
      Ah bugger, have not been here religiously so missed it...

      here is another then...

      Arthur is 95 years old. He's played golf every day since his
      retirement 30 years ago.

      One day he arrives home looking downcast. "That's it," he tells his wife.
      "I'm giving up golf. My eyesight has gotten so bad...once I've hit the
      ball, I can't see where it went."

      His wife sympathizes, and as they sit down, she says, "Why don't you
      take my brother with you, and give it one more try."

      "That's no good," sighs Arthur. "Your brother is a hundred and three.
      He can't help."

      "He may be a hundred and three", says the wife, "but his eyesight is
      perfect."

      So the next day, Arthur heads off to the golf course with his
      brother-in-law. He tees up, takes a mighty swing, and squints down the
      fairway.


      He turns to the brother-in-law.

      "Did you see the ball?"

      "Of course I did!" says the brother-in-law. "I have perfect eyesight."

      "Where did it go?" asks Arthur.

      "I can't remember..."

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      • #4
        I love it.
        "There's one way to find out if a man is honest-ask him. If he says 'yes,' you know he is a crook." Groucho Marx

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