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Moishe was sitting at the breakfast table one Sunday morning reading the newspaper. He had just read an article about a beautiful film star who had announced that she was going to marry a football player who was famous not only for his violent tendencies on and off the field, but also for his, how shall we say this, his lack of IQ.
Moishe turned to his wife Miriam and said, "I’ll never understand why the biggest schnooks get the most attractive wives."
Miriam replied, "Why thank you, darling!"