Jewbalation!

Once or twice a year, this happens: I open the front door and there, plopped on the welcome mat, or somewhere in the vicinity thereof, is a brand new phone book. And every time, yes, every single time, I say, "The new phone book's here! The new phone book's here!" Why this line from "The Jerk" sticks in my brain, I can't really say, other than Steve Martin's complete jewbalation is contagious, much like the stomach flu I'm currently dealing with and wouldn't want to expose you to, so stay away, you. The fact that Jackie Mason appears in this scene, something I'd forgotten till I watched it again, is an added bonus. Double click for full silliness.