Thanksgiving

There was an elderly widow who lived in a large mansion. She was feeling generous when it came to Thanksgiving, so she called up the local military base, and asked to speak with the lieutenant.

“Please send up four nice young men to eat dinner here on Thanksgiving, but please, don't send any Jews. Please, no Jews.”

The lieutenant replied, “No problem ma'am, and I am sure I speak for the army when I say we all appreciate your kindness.”

Well, Thanksgiving rolled around, and the widow went to answer the door when it rang. She was surprised to see four black recruits. “But… But… There must be some mistake,” she stammered.

One of them replied, “No ma'am, Lieutenant Goldstein doesn't make mistakes.”