Wailing Jokes / Recent Jokes
A journalist assigned to the Jerusalem bureau takes an apartment overlooking the Wailing Wall. Every day when she looks out, she sees an old Jewish man praying vigorously. So, the journalist goes down and introduces herself to the old man.
She asks, "You come every day to the wall. How long have you done that, and what are you praying for?"
The old man replies, "I have come here to pray every day for 25 years. In the morning I pray for world peace and then for the brotherhood of man. I go home have a cup of tea and I come back and pray for the eradication of illness and disease from the earth."
The journalist is amazed. "How does it make you feel to come here every day for 25 years and pray for these things?" she asks.
The old man looks at her sadly. "Like I'm talking to a wall."
Everyone seems to be wondering why Muslim terrorists are so quick to
commit suicide. Let's see now...
No Christmas
No television
No cheerleaders
No baseball
No football
No hockey
No golf
No tailgate parties
No Wal-Mart
No Home Depot
No pork BBQ
No hot dogs
No burgers
No chocolate chip cookies
No lobster
No shellfish, or even frozen fish sticks
No gumbo
No jambalaya
No Beer
Rags for clothes and towels for hats.
Constant wailing from the guy next-door because he's sick and there are no doctors.
Constant wailing from the guy in the tower.
More than one wife.
You can't shave.
Your wives can't shave.
You can't shower to wash off the smellof donkey cooked over burning camel dung.
The women have to wear baggy dresses
and veils at all times.
Your bride is picked by someone else.
She smells just like your donkey.
But your donkey has a better disposition.
Then they more...
Everyone seems to be wondering why Muslims are so quick to commit
suicide.
Let's see now: No Jesus, No Wal-Mart, No Television, No Cheerleaders, No
baseball, No Football, No Basketball, No Hockey, No Golf, No Tailgate
Parties, No Home Depot.
No Pork BBQ, No Hot Dogs, No Burgers, No Lobster, No Shellfish, or even
frozen fish sticks, No Gumbo, No Jambalaya.
More than one wife.
Rags for clothes and towels for hats.
Constant wailing from the guy next door because he's sick and there are
no doctors.
Constant wailing from the guy up in the tower.
No chocolate cookies. No Christmas.
You can't shave. Your wives can't shave.
You can't shower to wash off the smell of donkey being cooked over
burning camel dung.
The women have to wear baggy dresses and veils at all times.
Your bride is picked by someone else. She smells just like your donkey,
but your donkey has a better disposition.
Then they tell you that when you die more...