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New Yorker Magazine Cartoon Caption           
   Contest July 7 & 14, 2008 Edition
A rabbi was walking down the street when, suddenly,  a strong gust of wind blew his streimel (fur hat) off his head. The  rabbi
ran after his hat but the wind was so strong it kept blowing his hat  farther and farther away. He just couldn't catch up with it.

A  young gentile man, witnessing this event and being more fit than the rabbi,  ran after the hat and caught it. The young gentile
man handed the hat over  to the rabbi. The rabbi was so pleased and grateful that he gave the man  twenty dollars, put his hand
on the man's head, and blessed him. The young  man was very excited about both the tip and the blessing.

The  young gentile decided to take his newfound wealth to the racetrack. He bet  the entire $20 on the first race that he could.

After the races  the young man returned home and recounted his very exciting day at the races  to his father.

"I arrived at the fifth race," said the young  man.

"I looked at the racing program and saw a horse by the  name of Top Hat was running. The odds on this horse were 100-to-1. It
was  the longest shot in the field."

After saving the rabbi's hat,  having received the rabbi's blessing, gotten the $20, and seeing Top Hat in  the fifth race, I thought
this was a message from God. So, I bet the entire  20 dollars on Top Hat. An amazing thing happened. The horse that was the  
longest shot and who did not have the slightest chance to even show, came in  first by 5 lengths.

"You must have made a fortune," said the  father.

"Well yes, $2000. But wait, it gets better," replied  the son.

"In the following race, a horse by the name of Stetson  was running. The odds on the horse were 30 to 1" Stetson being some
kind of  hat and again thinking of the rabbi's blessing and his hat, I decided to bet  all my winnings on this horse."

"What happened?" asked the  excited father.

"Stetson came in like a rocket. Now I had  $60,000!"

"Are you telling me you brought home all this money?"  asked his excited father.

"No," said the son.

"I  lost it all on the next race. There was a horse in this race named Chateau,  which is French for hat. So I decided to bet all the
money on Chateau. But  the horse broke down and came in last."

"Hat in French is  "Chapeau" not "Chateau" you moron," said the father.

"You lost  all of the money because of your ignorance. Tell me, what horse won the  race?"

The son answered, "A long shot from Japan named  Yamaka