Morris Cohen hoisted his schnapps glass and said,
"Here's to spending the rest of my life, between the legs of my wife!"
That won him the top prize at the club for the "best toast of the night"!
He went home and told his wife, Barbara, "I won the prize for the best toast of the night." She said, "That's nice. . . And what was your toast?"
Morris said, "Here's to spending the rest of my life, sitting in shul (synagogue) beside my wife." "Oh Morris, that is very nice indeed!" Barbara said.
The next day, Barbara ran into one of Morris's club buddies on the street corner. The man chuckled leeringly and said, "Morris won the prize the other night at the club with a toast about you, Barbara."
She said, "Sure, he told me, and I was a bit surprised myself. You know, he's only been there twice in the last four years. Once he fell asleep, and the other time, on Yom Kippur, I had to pull him by the ears to make him come!!!"
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