A Jewish man from California is vacationing in the Czech
Republic, where he meets a really nice Jewish girl. They fall
totally in love with each other, and decide to get married.
They go
on their honeymoon, and all is blissful. A few months later, they
invite her brother over to the States to show him around.
They go to Washington to see the Captiol and the White House.
They see Old Faithful at Yellowstone. They go to the Bronx Zoo.
At the zoo, they are looking at the gorrilla display when all of a
sudden, one gorilla reaches out of the display, grabs the girl's
brother, and kills and eats him.
The couple is completely
shocked. They go to the zookeeper, and after they finish crying,
they manage to tell him what happened. He says that he will
retrieve the body for a decent burial.
The keeper grabs his
shotgun, and they go to the gorilla cage. The zookeeper
says "Which gorilla was it?" The guy says, "I think it was the
male." The keeper shoots the male, cuts it open, and there's no
body. He shoots the female, cuts it open, and there's the body of
the brother. The moral of this story?
Never trust a Jew that the Czech's in the Male.
Disclaimer: Written by a Jew
