The end Moishe had just had a medical check up. I hate
The end
Moishe had just had a medical check up. ‘I hate to be the one to break it to you,‘ said the doctor, ‘but you‘ve only got about 6 months to live.‘
‘Oh my God‘ gasped Moishe, turning white.
A few minutes later, after the news had sunk in, Moishe said, ‘Doctor, you‘ve known me a long time. Do you have any suggestions as to how I could make the most of my remaining months?‘
‘Have you ever married?‘ asked the doctor.
Moishe replied that he had been a bachelor his whole life.
‘You might think about taking a wife,‘ said the doctor, ‘after all, you‘ll need someone to look after you during the final illness.‘
‘That‘s a good point,‘ said Moishe, ‘and with only 6 months to live I better make the most of my remaining time.‘
‘May I make one more suggestion?‘ asked the doctor, ‘marry a Jewish girl.‘
‘A Jewish girl? Why?‘ asked Moishe.
‘It‘ll seem longer.‘
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