On the eve of a holiday, Shtrul goes to the synagogue, goes home, has dinner, reads the newspaper, climbs into bed, and brings his hands together to begin praying:
-Dear God, last year, also on the eve of this holiday, I asked you for 100,000 dollars for this year, but you only gave me 42,366.8 dollars. So please do me a favor and refund my debt of $57,643.2 within three days, otherwise, with the greatest regret, I will go to the lawyer to recover them...