It’s the 30s in Berlin and Irv Rosenberg boards the trolley car that will take him away from the shtetl and to his meagre employment as a pickle-maker.
At the next stop, an SA man gets on the same car. His German Shepherd snarling at the poor Jew.
After some time in awkward silence, the SA man turns to Irv and says - “Swine! Dirty Swine!”
Whereupon the Jew replies -
“Rosenberg. Irv Rosenberg. Pleasure to meet you.”
Theater seats -
An old man lay sprawled across three entire seats in the movie theater.
When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the old man,
“Sorry sir, but you’re only allowed one seat.”
The old man just groaned but didn’t budge. The usher became more impatient.
“Sir, if you don’t get up from there I’m going to have to call the manager.”
Once again, the old man just groaned. The usher marched briskly back up the
aisle, and in a moment he returned with the manager. Together the two of them
tried repeatedly to move the old disheveled man, but with no success.
Finally they summoned the police. The officer surveyed the situation briefly
then asked, “All right buddy, what’s your name?”
“Fred,” the old man moaned. “Where ya from, Fred?” asked the police officer.
With terrible pain in his voice, and without moving a muscle,
Fred replied............”The balcony.”