Two old Odessa Jews meet on the street.
- Fima! How are you?
- Yes, badly, Yasha!
- What's wrong, what happened?
- Yesterday I was at the clinic, can you imagine: blood pressure 120 to 80, pulse - 60.
- What are you talking about!? That's how it should be! Like an astronaut!
- You see, a young, beautiful doctor takes my hand, but neither my blood pressure nor my pulse rises!