Religious: RELIGIOUS HATS
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A Chabad Rabbi was walking, slowly, out of a Schule in New York City, when a gust of wind blew his hat off and down the street. Being an old man who walked with the aid of a cane, he wasn't able to catch up with his hat. Across the street, a young guy saw what was happening, rushed over and grabbed the hat and returned it to the Rabbi. "I could not have retrieved my hat by myself," said the Rabbi, "Thank you very much!" He then placed his hand on the man's shoulder and said, "May G-d bless you." The young man thought to himself, "I've been blessed by the Rabbi, this must be my lucky day!" He then decided to go to the Racetrack. In the first race he noted a horse named 'Stetson' at 20 to 1. "A Stetson hat," he thought, "This is a sign!" He bet $50.00 on Stetson, and sure enough, the horse came in first. In the second race, a horse named 'Fedora' was at 30 to 1! "A fedora is also hat!" he though, so he bet all his money on Fedora, who came in first as well. "Just one more race, and then I'll go home and surprise my wife!" he said... At the end of the day the guy returned home to his wife. She asked him where he's been. He explained how he caught the Rabbi's hat, and how he was blessed by him, and how he then went to the track and bet on horses which were named after hats. "So where's the money?" she said. "I lost it all in the third race. I bet on a horse named Chateau, and it lost." "You fool! Chateau is a house, *Chapeau* is a hat!" "It doesn't matter," he said, throwing his arms in the air, "The winner was some Japanese horse named Yarmulke..." |