Friday, August 17, 2007

An old joke I picked up in Saint Croix

A priest and a rabbi walk into a bar. There’s a dinosaur behind the counter. The priest goes: Κυριε ελεησον. Χριστε ελεησον. Κυριε ελεησον. And then the rabbi goes: יִתְגַּדַּל וְיִתְקַדַּשׁ שְׁמֵהּ רַבָּא.בְּעָלְמָא דִּי בְרָא כִרְעוּתֵהּ. And then the dinosaur goes: Sorry guys, if we’re going to speak an extinct language, I must insist we speak Negerhollands.


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