What is your favorite ethnic joke?

Here's mine: What's the difference between an Irish wedding and an Irish wake.

One less drunk.

They couldn't find three wise men to the east.

God couldn't find any virgins.



thank you, thank you, i'm here all week.
how about them Packers?


okay, okay it's not exactly ethnic but it's enough to piss off the neighborhood.

An Iowa fan here.

My first job out of HS was at a shoe factory, and the floor manager was an eccentric little old dude named 'Jake'.

Jake told me this JEWISH joke once, He didn't invent it, he just repeated it to me one week when I was upset about something that MANAGEMENT was doing...

So here's the Joke:

Two Jews, lifelong friends, are rousted out of their beds in the middle of the night by NAZIs.
They are marched at gunpoint to the trainyard, and shoved into a cattle-car with 200 other Jews.
After 3 days, the train arrives at a concentration camp.

The 2 guys' suitcases are taken away;
they are stripped naked,
and they are ordered to join the line for 'the showers'.

As the line slowly moves foreward, one of them leans out of line and looks ahead.
He tells his friend urgently: "That's not a shower up there! We are in line to be KILLED!!!"

His friend says: "Shhhh! Don't make TROUBLE!"

BA-DUM BUMP!


People have accused me of some THINGS because of that 'joke'...

I guess you had to be there.
I guess you had to know JAKE.
I guess you had to know that'JAKE' was short for JACOB.
I guess you had to know that he was Jewish, and POLISH.

I guess you had to know that he was 10 when the NAZI troops rolled into his little Polish village and massacred every adult he had ever known.

Or maybe you just had to be 16 years old,
fresh out of HighSchool,
when your crazy little boss reaches for a box on a shelf...
...and the long-sleeve shirt he wears in 100-degree heat rides up to reveal a crudely-tattooed SERIAL NUMBER on his skinny little forearm.


RagingInMiami, you didn't ask for my FUNNIEST ethnic joke.
You asked for my FAVORITE.

Sorry to be a buzzkiller, but YOU asked.
I guess you had to be there.

.. is the very defenition of a joke.

It's not always the punchline that's supposed to be the point, but who tells it and why. Isn't it facinating to see that utter misery can lead to utter hillarity? I guess it's human nature to have laughter as a defence mechanism.

But I know a good Helen Keller joke.

Why did Helen Keller's dog run away?








































You'd run away too if your name was Uuaauuoogh!

(A German and a Frenchman) were denied entry to the games due to tickets being sold out that day.

After a moment of thought my uncle's friend (the German man) walked into the neighborhood hardware store and bought a clothes prop.
After stripping to his underware he trotted through the gate proclaiming: Germany...Pole vault!

Seeing this my uncle's other friend (the Frenchman) walked into the local auto parts store. After purchasing a hub cap, he too stripped to his skivvies, ran through the main gate announcing: France....Discus!

My uncle, not to be left out of the games, went to a nearby feed store and bought 40 feet of barbed wire. After stripping to his briefs, he wrapped the barb wire around his body. Then with all the national pride he could muster he ran through the gates with a cry of: Poland!....Fencing!