No Mexican Jews
No Mexican Jews .
Sid and Al were sitting in a Mexican restaurant. "Sid," asked Al,
"are there any Jews in Mexico?"
I don't know," Sid replied. "Why don't we ask the waiter?"
When the waiter came by, Al asked him, "Are there any Mexican
Jews?"
"I don't know senor, let me ask," the waiter replied, and he went into
the kitchen. He returned in a few minutes and said, "No, sir. No
Mexican Jews."
"Are you sure?" Al asked.
"I will check again, senor." the waiter replied and went back to the
kitchen. While he was still gone, Sid said, "I cannot believe there
are no Jews in Mexico. Our people are scattered everywhere."
When the waiter returned he said, "Senìor, no Mexican Jews." "Are
you really sure?" Al asked again. "I cannot believe there are no
Mexican Jews."
"Senìor, I ask everyone," the waiter replied exasperated. "We have
orange Jews, prune Jews, tomato Jews and grape Jews, but no
one ever hear of Mexican Jews"
