Bribing the voters

As you have guessed, it is not about Palestinian, Israeli or any other elections but the one that starts today (probably according to some mysterious clock in the middle of Atlantic) in JIB Awards here. I have decided not to use my cats' pictures as a bribe, since it is an overused method. So it is a joke today, courtesy of that place.

"I had the strangest dream last night," a young man was telling his female Jewish psychologist. "I saw my mother, but when she turned around to look at me, I noticed that she had your face. And you can imagine, I found this very disturbing. In fact, I woke up immediately and couldn't get back to sleep. I just lay there in bed waiting for morning to come. Then I got up, had a piece
of toast and a cup of coffee, and came right over here for my appointment. I thought you could help me explain the meaning of this strange dream."

The psychologist was quiet for a full minute then said: "A piece of toast? You call that a breakfast?"