To begin with : NO OFFENSE MEANT
An American,a Britisher and an Italian got together over an official
dinner hosted by none else than the Holy Pope !
All of them,naturally,were at their obseqious best.Came dinnertime
and they all sat around the dining table.Midways,the Britisher turned to the
Pope,and requested : "Pope Divine, Pass me the wine".Not to be outsmarted ,
the American turned a few moments later and graciously said:
"Pope Supreme , Pass me the cream".
It was now the Italian's turn . After much pondering , he looked up
jubilantly at the Pope and said: "Pope you bastard , pass me the custard".
{ end of joke }
p.s. It was actually a "Sardarji" joke .
Yet another p.s.
Do you like an Italian Dressing????
No!!! I'd rather have an Italian undressing.......