As long as I'm wallowing in nostalgia...

and rejoicing in my background... here is a story I heard in graduate school.

A woman is sitting on an El Al flight, holding a baby. The man next to her looks over and says "That's the ugliest child I've ever seen!" The woman gets hysterical and starts screaming that he has no right to talk that way about her baby. The stewardess (this was before they were flight attendants) comes running down the aisle. "Lady! Mister! Don't fight! Here on El Al we want all our passengers should have a good time! Lady, you want a nice cup coffee? Mister, for you maybe a little cocktail? And for your monkey, Lady, a banana!"

OK, back to business.