As some of you know I dabble in art.
When I was young I went to a Shadchan - a marriage broker - to try and find a match.
Now at that time I was very handsome, had money, a good job, etc.
So the guy finally calls me with “the perfect girl.”
I go and meet her.
The longest hour of my life. She was UGLY!
(and utterly boring.)
I went home and called him up:
“What the heck were you thinking? That girl had one ear out to here, a crooked nose, one eye up here... The other down here...”
So he just waits for me to finish and says...
“Well you’re an artist, aren’t you? Either you like Picasso or you don’t”
LOL and Oy vey! Sounds like a Jackie Mason story.
LOl! Thanks for that.