Kosher Czech beer. I’ll have to check it out! (ouch)
Re “Kosher Czeck beer. I’ll have to check it out! (ouch).”
How about: “Who’ll pick up the Czeck who drank too much kosher beer?” Double ouch.
And “What do you do with a Hungary Greek who won’t pay his Czeck for the kosher beer? Run him up a Pole?”
Speaking about poles. True story:
I once worked with an Italian guy named Glen, who was a movie extra in the Beach Blanket Bingo series of films (he was very handsome and nice).
He was at a party when some guy tried to hit on a beautiful woman, and when he asked if she would go out with him, she told a friend: “I wouldn’t go near him with a 10 foot pole,” to which my friend inquired, “How about with a 5’ 4” Italian?” He survived the party.