A Polish girl walked into a New York delicatessen and said to the owner, "Can I please use your phone? I want to call my mother in Poland."
The deli owner replied, "That's a very expensive call. I can't allow that."
She begs, "Oh, please! I haven't spoken to my mother in months! I would do anything if you would let me speak to her! Anything!"
The deli owner got an excited gleam in his eye. "ANYTHING?!!," he said as he promptly unzipped his fly and whipped it out.
The Polish girl got down on her knees, leaned forward and said, "Hello, Mom?"