Two Hasidic Jews
Marcus and Yacov, two Hasidic Jews, went to Pincus the tailor for
"Pincus," Yacov said, "the last time we came to you for new suits, we
told you we wanted black suits. The suits you made us were not black.
They were sort of dark gray maybe, but not black. We need new suits,
and this time we want black suits, from the darkest black cloth there
Pincus reached behind for a bolt of cloth and he said, "See this
cloth? It is from this fabric that I make the habits for nuns. In all
the world," Pincus said, fingering the bolt of fabric, "There is no
blacker cloth than the cloth I make nuns' habits from . . . and it is
from this cloth that I'll make your new suits!"
A few weeks later the two Hassidim were walking down the street in
their new suits when they passed two nuns. Impulsively, one of the men
went up to one of the nuns. He grabbed her sleeve and held it up against
Then, in an angry voice, he muttered something to his friend and they
both walked on.
"What did that man want?" one nun asked the other.
"I don't know," she replied, "he looked at my garment, said something
in Latin, and left."
"In Latin?" asked the first nun. "What did he say?"
He said, "Marcus, Pincus Fuctus."