A Texan was driving through Israel during Sukkot and began to feel thirsty.
Because of the holiday, he couldn’t find anything open.
Noticing a sukkah (festival dwelling) by the side of the road, he stopped and met the owner.
“Can you give me a drink of water?”
“Of course,” said the Israeli, and invited the Texan into his sukkah.
His thirst quenched, the Texan asked, “What do you do?”
“I raise vegetables and have a few chickens.”
“Really? I’m a farmer too. How much land do you have?”
“Well,” said the Israeli, “out front it’s a good fifty meters, as you can see, and in the back we have close to a hundred meters of fine land. And you?”
“Well,” says the Texan, “on my ranch, I can have breakfast, get in my car, drive all day, and I don’t reach the end of my property until dinnertime.”
“Hawh! I know what you mean – I once had a car like that too.”
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