Zomnificent: I have a sort of joke
Ienjoysillywalks: TELL IT
Zomnificent: It's not really slanderous though
Ienjoysillywalks: thats okay
Zomnificent: It's old
Zomnificent: It is the dead of winter in Moscow and word comes that a butcher will be getting some meat. People queue up for blocks.
Zomnificent: Four hours later the butcher comes out and says, "Comrades, I'm sorry. There is not as much meat as we thought. Will all the Jews please get out of line."
Zomnificent: Four more hours pass and the butcher reemerges, "Comrades, again I am sorry. There is not enough meat coming. Will all those who are not members of the communist party please get out of line." Most of the line leaves
Zomnificent has left the room.