As retold by
Bruce Lowitt
Mrs. Finkel walks into the kosher butcher to by some chickens.
"How much?" she asks.
"A dollar forty a pound," the butcher says.
"What! Elfman is selling them for a dollar thirty a pound."
"So go buy from Elfman."
"He's out of chickens today."
"Look, lady," the butcher says, "as soon as I run out of stewers,
I'll sell them to you for fifty cents a pound. And you can't beat that price
anywhere!"
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