Father Shaughnessy found himself next to Rabbi Ginsberg at a charity function and could not help but notice that the rabbi was picking at his food as though he suspected it of being less than kosher.
Smiling slyly1, the good priest2 whispered, Come, Rabbi, when are you going to break down and eat a nice slice of ham?
At your wedding, Father, said Rabbi Ginsberg at once.
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