VISHING VELL???

email from JKS Weerasekera

An Arab had spent many days crossing the desert.

It got so bad that even his camel died of thirst.

He crawled through the sands, certain that he was breathing his last
breath, when he saw half buried in the sand a Manischewitz wine bottle.

He hoped  there may be a drop or two of fluid left in the bottle, so he
unscrewed the top, and out popped a genie!

This was no ordinary Genie. This genie appeared to be a (Jewish) Chasidic
Rabbi, complete with black alpaca coat, black hat,
side curls.


'Vell kid,' said the Chassidic Rabbi  genie, 'you know how it is. You got t’ree vishes.'

Says the Arab. 'I'm not going to trust a
Jewish genie!'

'Vott you got to lose, you're a goner anyvay!'

The Arab thought about this for a minute, and decided to take on the genie.

'Okay, I wish I were in a lush oasis, with plentiful food and
drink.'

‘P O O F!

The Arab found himself in the most beautiful oasis he had ever
seen  surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.

'Okee-dokee kiddo, vat's your second vish?' asked the genie.

'My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams.'

P O O F !!

And the Arab found himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with
gold coins and precious gems.

'Okay kid, you got just vone more vish. Make it a good
vone!'

After thinking for a few minutes, the Arab says, 'I wish 
 beautiful women will always need and want me!'

P O O F!!!

He was turned into a tampon.

THE MORAL:

If you're an Arab doing business with a Jew, there's
going to be a string attached!