An arab has spent many days crossing the desert without finding a

source of water. It gets so bad that his camel dies of thirst. He's

crawling throught the sands, certain that he has breathed his last

breath, when

all of a sudden he sees a shiney object sticking out of the sand

several yards ahead of him. He crawls to the object, pulls it out of

the sand,

and discovers that he has a Manischevitz wine bottle. It looks like

there may be a drop or two left in the bottle, so he unscrews the top

and out pops a genie.

But this is no ordinary genie. This genie appears to be a Chasidic

rabbi, complete with black alpaca coat, black hat, side curls, etc.

"Well, kid," says the genie, "You know how it works. You have three

wishes."

"I am not going to trust you," says the Arab. "I am not going to trust

a

Jewish genie!"

"What do you have to lose? It looks like you are a goner anyway!"

The Arab thinks about this for a minute, and decides that the genie is

right. "OK, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plentiful food and

drink."

***POOF***

The Arab finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever seen.

And

he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.

"OK kid, what's your second wish?"

"My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams."

***POOF***

The Arab finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare

gold coins and precious gems.

"OK kid, you get one more wish. Better make it a good one!"

After thinking for a few minutes, the Arab says, "I wish I were white

and surrounded by beautiful women."

***POOF***

The Arab turns into a tampon.

The moral of the story is: If you do business with a Jewish genie,

there's going to be a string attached.