- An old Hasidic joke that my Dad likes to tell me
An old Jewish lady ducks into a church one night during a sudden rain shower. The priest comes in while she’s waiting out the rain and says, “you can’t be here, we don’t allow your kind in here.”
So the lady stands up and grabs the baby jesus statue from their nativity scene and says, “come along bubbala, you heard the man, we aren’t allowed in here”
-my grandmother’s favorite joke
A rabbi goes to see his friend the bishop. “Listen,” he says, “there’s something I’ve never quite understood about the Catholic church. it’s hierarchical, right?”
“Right,” says the bishop.
“So,” says the rabbi, “if you do a really great job as a bishop, you might become…what?”
“Well,” says the bishop, “if I’m fortunate, I might become an archbishop.”
“And if you do a really great job as an archbishop?”
“I suppose, someday, I could even be a cardinal.”
“And if you do a really great job as a cardinal?”
“I guess after that I could, theoretically, become the Pope.”
“And if you do a really great job as the Pope?”
“What would you expect me to become after the Pope?” says the bishop, who’s starting to get a little annoyed. “God Himself?”
The rabbi shrugs. “Well,” he says “one of our boys made it.”