On a windy day in New York City a Hasidic Rabbi's fur hat
flew off and was rescued by a man who returned it to the
Rabbi.
"Thank you, thank you --" said the Rabbi, "-- are you Jewish?"
"No," said the man. "Well," said the Rabbi, "I can't bless
you, but I see an afternoon of great wealth for you."
The man thinks, "What can it be? I know --I can make the last
four races at the horse track." He goes and looks at the
program and sees a horse named Top Hat in the next race. An
omen, he thinks, and bets $100 and wins. The next race has a
horse named Stetson -- again he bets it all and wins. The next
race features a horse named Beret, and he naturally wins
again. He bets it all on the next race and loses everything.
He goes home and tells his wife the story. "What horse did
you bet on in the last race?" she asks.
He says, "Chateau -- French for hat."
"Idiot," she says, "chapeau is French for hat -- by the way,
who won the race?"
"I don't know," he says, "some Japanese horse called Yomika!" |
