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I can hear my ears
Join Date: Oct 2003
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might have told this one already, but it bears repeating:
A packrat Rabbi had been saving the "snippings" from his circumscisions in a big pickle jar. he just couldn't throw anything away, you see. So here's this big preserved jar of foreskin on his desk, and his friend the taxidermist drops by for a visit. "hey, what's this?" he asks. The rabbi told him, and said " take it with you. see if you can use them for anything." So the taxidermist took the jar when he left. About a month later, the taxidermist drops by again, and they talk a while. "what'd you ever do with that jar of foreskins?" the rabbi asks. The taxidermist leans over, and takes his wallet out. he hands it to the rabbi, who looked confused. " that big jar of foreskin, and all you got out of it was this slim wallet? I'ts a nice wallet and all, but....?" The taxidermist nodded knowingly and said, "Well, yeah, but if you rub it just right, it turns into a suitcase!"
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