A Jewish lawyer was troubled by the way his son turned out and went to
see his Rabbi about it. "I brought him up in the faith, gave him a very
expensive bar mitzvah, cost me a fortune to educate him. Then he tells
me last week he has decided to be a christian. Rabbi, where did I go
wrong?"
"Funny you should come to me," said the Rabbi. "Like you I too brought
my boy up in the faith, put him through University, cost me a fortune,
then one day he too comes and tells me he has decided to become a
Christian."
"What did you do?" asked the Lawyer.
"I turned to God for the answer" replied the Rabbi.
"And what did he say?" pressed the Lawyer.
God said "Funny you should come to me..."
Izzy entered the room all agitated. "There is a new Nazi Party and
their manifesto states they intend to kill a million Jews and five
Postmen." "Why five postmen?" somebody asked. "That's typical,"
cried Izzy in despair. "Nobody ever cares about the Jews."
Moshe was on his death bed and raised his head gently. "Moira are
you there?" "Yes, Moshe, I am here." A moment later Moshe said,
"Izzi, are you there?" His son, Izzi assured him he was by his
side. "Joshua," said the ailing Moshe, "Are you there?" "I'm here
poppa," said Joshua taking his hand. Moshe raised himself on his
elbow, "Then who the hell is minding the shop?"
