SHLOMOH SHERMAN'S PERSONAL WEBSITE

You know, my name wasn't always Shlomoh. I used to have a regular name, like you, Stanley. But I changed it to Shlomoh for show business reasons.

I tell people that my name is spelled with a silent H at the end. Silent letters! What genius thought of that concept? Imagine a guy who has a name with all silent letters! Hey you! What's your name? He just stands there with his mouth hanging open.

I had the negative distinction of being born on April 20. That, for your information, is Hitler's birthday.
Imagine! I was a young lad during World War 2, and all the kids at school made fun of me about Hitler's birthday. Even my family made fun of me about it. My parents would make a birthday party for me and instead of handing out little party hats to the children, they'd hand out little moustaches.

By now you already figured out that I'm a Jew. What else could I be? Just look at my face!
By the way; you know that little piece they cut off me when I was a baby? I still have that. My family had it bronzed. It was their way of making up for the little moustaches.