|A young Jewish man falls in love with a Native American woman and they decide to get married. When his mother hears the news, however, she is extremely distressed because she wanted him to marry a nice Jewish girl. When she hears that not only is he marrying this Native American girl but has decided to live with her on the reservation, the mother becomes so upset that she refuses to even speak to the boy, practically disowning him.|
After a year, the son telephones the mother to tell her that he and his wife are expecting a child. The mother is happy for him, but there is still quite a bit of tension in the air.
Nine months later, the son calls the mother again. "Mom," he says, "I just wanted you to know that last night my wife gave birth to a healthy baby boy. I also wanted to tell you that we've talked it over and we have decided to give the boy a Jewish name."
Upon hearing this, the mother is overjoyed. `Oh, son, this is wonderful,` she gushes. "I've been waiting for this moment all my life. You have made me the happiest woman in the world."
"That's great, Mom," replies the son.
"And what," asks the mother, "is the baby's name?" The son proudly replies, "Smoked Whitefish"
|In the crowded Chembur station, a bespectacled man with a thick moustache approached a passenger and proclaimed in a heavy Malayali accent, "You're Sippy Sopan!"|
The passenger replied, "No, I am Rajesh Joshi!"
"Nyo, nyo, you're Sippy Sopan," persisted the Malayali.
"No, no, I am Rajesh Joshi," insisted the passenger.
The exasperated Malayali looked to the right, looked to the left, pointed a finger at the man's trousers (fly) and whispered...
"Your Sippy Sopan!!!`
|A Chinese man boarded a flight to Chicago and promptly sat down on the first seat he encountered. He was soon told that seat was reserved for flight attendants.|
With his limited English he did not fully understand what he was told but hand signals soon got him to move a little further back.
Soon there was another person persuading him to move out of first class. Again he moved further back. There was yet another discussion and he took no further chances and went to the very last seat in the tourist section.
Some time later a flight attendant asked him if he was "for coffee".
Furious he replied, "You foh coffee, I stayah hee."
|I recently met a Chinese man and his name was Kanna Swami.|
I asked him, "How did you ever get a name like that being a Chinese?"
He said, "Many, many years ago when I first went to USA. I was standing in line at the Political Asylums Immigration Counter.
"The man in front of me was a Sri Lankan Tamil refugee. The white lady at the counter looked at him and asked, 'What is your name?'
He replied, 'Kannaswami.'
"Then she looked at me and asked, 'What's your name?'
"I said, 'Sem Ting.'"