Rants and Raves

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Old man Willy Blumenfeld was getting on in years. His
son, Harold, had done well financially in ladies' under-
wear. He asked his father if he'd like to go down to
Miami Beach. He thought it would be good for the old
man to have companionship and balmy weather as well in
his declining years.

The old man was pleased but consented to go only if he
could be at a Kosher hotel. And so Harold made reserva-
tions at the Sterling Hotel and put his father on a
plane for Miami Beach. His son phoned him once a week
and everyone seemed happy.

Some weeks later, Harold had to make a business trip
south and decided to drop in on pop unannounced as a
surprise.

When he got to the Sterling Hotel, there was no sign of
old man Blumenfeld. He asked the desk clerk if he had
any idea where his father might be and he was told he
might try room 402 at the Sans Souci.

Harold hopped into a cab and headed for the Sans Souci.
He learned at the desk that room 402 was occupied by a
Miss Peggy Murphy.

Harold rushed up to room 402, knocked at the door, which
was opened by a tall, sparsely dressed redhead. And there
was papa in a bathrobe!

Harold was furious! Unable to contain himself, he
screamed, "Papa, I'm so shocked I don't know what to say!
An old religious man like you! And you insisted yet you
must stay at a Kosher hotel!"

The old man looked at him as if crazy and said, "So,
what are you getting so excited for? I don't eat here!"