Hitler hears in one of the camps of an old jewish women, she is known to tell the future, and he believes her.
So he jumped in his armed escort and entered the ghetto to seek out the women. Men stood to the side of the road and spat on the back of their hands as he drove around the corner. He comes to a ludka shop where the old women is said to be, there hasn't been as much as a potato in this shop in months, but people still flock there. With a leathered hand, his SS comander raps on the door "Gashtopo ! Open up, the furrah wants a word". After a few hushed words, and a few longer moments, the door opens and the old women. He enters alone.

"M..m....mine furrah, how may I be of assistance?"
"Are you the voman who can tell zee futucha?"
"So they say"
"Then tell me, voman, tell me of my death, on what day do I die?"
"Well, I am in a coundrum, I can tell you, but perhaps you will find a way to cheat death? I hear you are going to liquidize the camp, my death is cirtian anyway, perhaps I shall not say".
"You do not have to be on those trains, the allies could come in time, maybe there is hope"
"This is true, there is always hope. OK, I shall tell you the day of your death"
"... go on...."
"You shall die on a Jewish holiday"
"Oh my, this is grave news....how do you know this?"
"Because any day you die, will be a jewish holiday."
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Wed 20 Apr 2011, 17:38, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

I don't get it.

( Kroney, Wed 20 Apr 2011, 17:41, Reply)

I think it's funny in a 'Mel Brooks', 'Billy Crystal', 'Joan Rivers, 'Woody Allen' kind of way ie 'not at all'

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 20 Apr 2011, 17:43, Reply)

I get it really.
I was being amusing.

Edit: I hate Joan Rivers.
( Kroney, Wed 20 Apr 2011, 17:44, Reply)