There was a seventy-year old mohel(that's the word for the person that performs ritual circumcions, if you didn't know) who found to his horror that his hands were beginning to shake. Needless to say, in his line of work that is a serious liability, and he dashed off to see if he could get some sort of insurance policy.
A week later the insurance agent called him up. "Listen," he says, "I've got some good news and some bad news."
"Let me have it" said the mohel.
"Well the good news is that I can get you a million-dollar policy, for one hundred dollars a year, no problem." said the agent.
Wiping his forehead in relief, the mohel asked, "So what's the bad news?"
"There's a two inch deductible."

see...that was funny

thanks, I'm glad you thought so, mine actually make sense...