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Sunday, October 31, 2010

Barb Wagner

Barb is a waitress at the Old Mill Restaurant. In between wine selections, taking orders, and bringing patrons food, she tells jokes and stories, often quite blue. She just sent me an email for an upcoming wine tasting and included this. This one is clean enough to post, but I would expect at least a couple of people to be offended. Tough.

So, the customer asked, "In what aisle could I find the Polish sausage?
"The clerk looks at him and says, "Are you Polish?"
The guy (clearly offended) says, "Well, yes I am. But let me ask you
something. If I had asked for Italian sausage, would you ask me if I was Italian?
Or if I had asked for German Bratwurst, would you ask me if I was German?
Or if I asked for a kosher hot dog would you ask me if I was Jewish?
Or if I had asked for a Taco, would you ask if I was Mexican?'
If I asked for some Irish whiskey, would you ask if I was Irish?"
The clerk says, "Well, no, I probably wouldn't!"
With deep self-righteous indignation, the guy says, "Well then, why did you
ask me if I'm Polish because I asked for Polish sausage?"
The clerk replied, "Because you're in Home Depot."

2 comments:

Johann Rissik said...

Brilliant.

I'm sure that joke is told the world over, with each nationality taking it's turn in the "hot seat"
If one's national sensitivities are offended by that, then go to war.

Gunnar Berg said...

We from Minnesota do a variation called "Iowa Jokes". As I live 10 miles from the Iowa state border that would be a little risky for me. Though I cannot imagine people in Iowa tell "Minnesota Jokes".

We have our own ethnic jokes called Ole and Lena jokes, sometimes Sven and Ole, which make fun of ourselves. The Finns tell the same jokes as Eno and Tevold (probably misspelled).

Ole was on his death bed and says to Lena, "I vant you to svear dat vhen I die you vill marry Sven".

"Sven?" Lena replied, "You've hated him all your life!"

Ole gasped, "I still do."