Vat a Country / Excuse Me
July 22, 2001
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Vat a Country Many years ago, my father was visiting America, from Europe, for the very first time. He said he wanted to go with me to the supermarket, so I invited him along. As he went up & down the aisles with me, at the local Giant Food Store, he constantly asked me questions about products he saw.
"Vas diss?? Powdered orange juice??" asked my dad
I said, "Yeh, Dad. You just add a little water, and you have fresh orange
juice."
A few minutes later, in a different aisle, dad blurted out, "Und vas dis??
Powdered milk?"
I said, "Yeah, Dad. You just add a little water, and you have fresh milk!"
A few minutes later, in a different aisle, my dad yelled out,
"Und give a look here!! Baby Powder!! Vat a country, vat a country!"
Excuse me
A guy in a taxi wanted to speak to the driver so he leaned forward and
tapped him on the shoulder.
The driver screamed, jumped up in the air and yanked the wheel over.
The car mounted the curb, demolished a lamppost and came to a stop inches
from a shop window.
The startled passenger said, "I didn't mean to frighten you, I just wanted
to ask you something."
The Taxi driver said, "It's not your fault sir. It's my first day as a cab
driver.
I've been driving a hearse for the past 25 years!"
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