Lost in Translation

A Jewish couple won twenty-million pounds on the lottery. They immediately set out to begin a life of luxury. They bought a magnificent mansion in Knightsbridge and surrounded themselves with all the material wealth imaginable.

Then they decided to hire a butler. They found the perfect butler through an agency, very proper and very British.  He began working for them as soon as the papers were signed. The day after his arrival, he was instructed to set up the dining room table for four, as they were inviting the Cohens to lunch. The couple then left the house to do some shopping.

When they returned, they found the table set for eight. They asked the butler why eight, when they had specifically instructed him to set the table for four. The butler replied, “The Cohens telephoned and said they were bringing the Blintzes and the Knishes!”


phoito credit: “bagels” by Muffet is licensed under CC BY 2.0.


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All Wound Up

There must be something in our family that is drawn to wind-up toys.  My grandmother had a battery-operated creepy/funny monkey that would smash cymbals together as he cackled.

I saw this wind-up pigeon in a store last month and had to have it.  Something about the clacking and the way it bobbed its head as it moved around the room simply cracked me up. Hopefully I’ve solved all the tech difficulties and you can now watch it on my YouTube channel. Hopefully it’ll give you a chuckle or two.  Three, even, if you hit replay.  Wind up the pigeon.


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