Life in the Pickle Factory

I’ve never known any man like Yossel, nor anyone working in a Jewish pickle factory, but this occurrence came to me from a highly reliable source … Cheers

For many years Yossel had a powerful desire to put his penis in the pickle slicer.

Unable to stand it any longer, he sought professional help from the factory

psychologist. After six months of counseling, the therapist finally gave up trying…

He told Yossel to go ahead and do it, or neither would ever again have peace of mind.

So, consequently the next day Yossel appeared home from work unusually early.

His wife, Sacha, was immediately alarmed, and she wanted to know what had happened.

Yossel tearfully confessed his longtime, tormenting desire to put his penis in the pickle slicer.

He went on to explain that today he finally went ahead and did it, and he was immediately fired.

Sacha gasped and ran over to her husband. She quickly yanked down his pants and shorts only

to find to her utter amazement his normal, completely intact penis.

She looked up and said, “I don’t understand … So … What about the pickle slicer?”

Yossel replied, “Well, I think she got fired, too.”