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Two older Jewish ladies, Sophie and Gert, were shopping one afternoon.

Sophie says to Gert, "So wish me good luck. My son finally met a girl and
mentioned maybe they will get married, but the only thing my son said is
that she has Herpes. So what is Herpes?"

Gert says, "I don't know, Sophie, but I have a medical dictionary and I will
go home and look it up for you."

The next day the ladies again meet, and Gert tells her friend: "Sophie, it's
all right, already. You don't have to worry. It's a disease of the Gentiles!"
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