An Arab had spent many days crossing the desert without finding a source of
water. It got so bad that his camel died of thirst.
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He crawled through the sands, certain that he was breathing his last breath,
when suddenly, he saw a shiny object sticking out of the sand several yards
ahead of him.

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He crawled to the object, pulled it out of the sand, and discovered that he
had a Manischewitz wine bottle.

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It appeared that there may be a drop or two left in the bottle, so he

unscrewed the top, and out popped a genie. BUT this was no ordinary Genie.

This genie appeared to be a Chasidic [ultra religious] Rabbi, complete with




black alpaca coat, black hat, side curls, and tzitzis.

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'Vell kid,' said the genie, 'you know how it voiks. You got tree vishes.'

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'I'm not going to trust you,' says the Arab. 'I'm not going to trust a
Jewish genie!'

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'Vott you got to lose? Looks ta me - you're a goner anyvay!'

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The Arab thought about this for a minute, and decided that the genie was
right. 'Okay, I wish I were in a lush oasis, with plentiful food and drink.'

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* * * * * * * P O O F * * * * * * * * *

The Arab found himself in the most beautiful oasis he had ever seen and he
was surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.

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'Okee-dokee kiddo, vat's your second vish?'

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

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* * * * * * * P O O F * * * * * * * * *The Arab found himself surrounded by
treasure chests filled with rare old coins and precious gems.

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'Okay kid, you got just one more vish.. Best you should make it a good
vone!'

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After thinking for a few minutes, the Arab says, 'I wish that no matter
where I go, beautiful women will always need and want me!'

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* P O O F *

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He was turned into a tampon.

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THE MORAL OF THE STORY:

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If you're an Arab doing business with a Jewish genie, there's going to be a
string attached.