Lottery ticket

Rabinovich was very poor. He was so poor that at one moment he addressed to God with complains:
- My Lord, all my life I was a good Jew: I went to Synagogue regularly, I didn't work on Saturday, I ate only kosher food... so why You didn't make me rich?
God couldn't stand it any more and said:
- Rabinovich, give me a chance - buy a lottery ticket.

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