Joke told to me by my neighbor of Polish decent:
A Polish guy goes to the eye doctor who puts up an eye chart that reads:
D J Z B E N S K I Z E.
The doctor then asks, “Can you read any of that?
The Polish guy says, Read it? I know da guy”.
That’s good. My Polish last name has a tangle of consonants and vowels that is almost as hard to make sense of.