As retold by
Bruce Lowitt
Two men, strangers, seated side by side on a train.
The old man moans, "Oy, am I toisty."
A few minutes go by.
Now, a little louder, "Oy, am I toisty."
A few more minutes.
Now, with real suffering, "OY, AM I TOISTY!"
The younger guy decides enough already. He goes to the dining car, brings back a
glass of water, gives it to the old man and says, "Here, drink this."
The old man drinks it and, after a few minutes of silence, moans: "Oy, Vas I
toisty."
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