Wednesday, November 08, 2006


A Jewish grandmother is watching her grandson playing on the beach
when a huge wave washes over him, pulling him out to sea.

Falling down on her knees, in the sand, the grandma begins to pray:
'Please God, save my only grandson. He is my life and the future of our family.
With all my years of faith, please return him to us safely.'
Just then a huge wave rolls back onto the beach, bringing the lad safely back
on to the beach.

The grandma looks up to the sky.
'He had a hat,' she bellows.


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