So now we've had our little civil war, and gosh golly gee wasn't it fun. Now for those of us who are done with the issue for the night (and those of us who never started), how about a post for jokes, just so's every post made tonight isn't angry.
This one isn't mine, but I foolishly didn't bother to keep the name of the person who told it. If anyone here happens to be that person, thank you, this is my favorite joke.
Several centuries ago, the Pope decreed that all the Jews had to
convert or leave Italy. There was a huge outcry from the Jewish
community, so the Pope offered a deal. He would have a religious
debate with the leader of the Jewish community. If the Jews won, they
could stay in Italy, if the Pope won, they would have to leave.
The Jewish people met and picked an aged but wise Rabbi, Moishe,
to represent them in the debate. However, as Moishe spoke no Italian and the Pope spoke no Yiddish, they all agreed that it would be a "silent" debate.
On the chosen day, the Pope and Rabbi Moishe sat opposite each
other for a full minute before the Pope raised his hand andshowed three fingers.
Rabbi Moishe looked back and raised one finger.
Next the Pope waved his finger around his head.
Rabbi Moishe pointed to the ground where he sat.
The Pope then brought out a communion wafer and a chalice of wine.
Rabbi Moishe pulled out an apple.
With that, the Pope stood up and declared that he was beaten, that
Rabbi Moishe was too clever and that the Jews could stay.
Later, the Cardinals met with the Pope, asking what had happened.
The Pope said, "First I held up three fingers to represent the
Trinity. He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that
there is still only one God common to both our beliefs. Then, I waved my finger to show him that God was all around us. He responded by pointing to the ground to show that God was also right here with us. I pulled out the wine and wafer to show that God absolves us of all our sins. He pulled out an apple to remind me of the original sin. He had me beaten and I could not continue."
Meanwhile the Jewish community were gathered around Rabbi
Moishe. "What happened?" they asked.
"Well," said Moishe, "First he said to me that we had three days to
get out of Italy, so I said to him, 'Up yours!'
Then he tells me that the whole country would be cleared of Jews and
I said to him, 'We're staying right here.'"
"And then what?" asked a woman.
"Who knows?" said Moishe, "He took out his lunch so I took out
mine."
November 17 2003, 17:48:30 UTC 8 years ago
November 17 2003, 17:50:06 UTC 8 years ago
"'Long ago, when the Jews were wandering in the desert after the Exodus from Egypt, thye came across a beautiful oasis, with lush trees and a beautiful lake. Moses, being at the head of the line, and thus collecting a lot of dust from his travels, is the first to dash into the lake for a quick swim. Afterwards, he's shocked to discover that his towel and robes have been stolen. 'Who took my towel?' Moses asked. 'Over there!' some Israelites shouted, 'those Palestinians took your towel!'"
At this point, Chairman Arafat jumps in.
"Wait a minute, there weren't any Palestinians around then!"
"Now we can negotiate!" Sharon replies.
I know, it's convoluted.
November 18 2003, 07:52:08 UTC 8 years ago
November 17 2003, 17:50:58 UTC 8 years ago
Fun idea for a thread
I'm always on the lookout for Jewish jokes my husband hasn't already heard. So here are three that I found last night on JewHoo (which has plenty more):November 17 2003, 17:59:07 UTC 8 years ago
There was a Jewish mother who had 3 sons. Yitzak, Ira, and Samuel. Time goes by and soon the sons find themselves coming upon their mothers 75th Birthday. Each wanted to get their mother something superbly special, to show that *he* loved his mother the best.
Yitzak decided to buy his mother a one week trip to California, for she had never really done any travelling before. He paid for her hotel, flight arrangements, the whole deal.
Ira, being a very successful lawyer, bought his mother a brand new Corvette Convertable, cherry red. He knew his mother had never had a nice car, and he wanted to get her the very best.
Samuel, on the other hand, knew his mothers love for the Torah. He also knew that her eyesight was failing her, and she could barely read the scriptures anymore. So, he searched and he searched, he asked and he questioned, until finally he came upon the very best present ever. A group of Rabbis in Israel spent many years training a Parrot and teaching it the *ENTIRE* Torah. This Parrot, upon just mentioning a passage, scripture, etc., could recite it word by word, line by line, ver batum. So far, there were only one of these Parrots in the world, but Samuel knew that he *HAD* to get his mother this Parrot. So, he paid the extravagent amount and had the Parrot sent to his mother to arrive on her birthday. He couldn't wait for her call..
A few days after her birthday, the mother called her sons to thank them for the gifts.
"Yitzak, the trip was very thoughtful but I am too tired and old to take any fancy trips anymore. I hope you don't mind I gave the trip to your Aunt, she would enjoy it much more than I."
"Ira, the car is magnificent! But, with my weak eyes and terrible arthritis, I could never manage to drive that car! But, it sits in my driveway and looks pretty. All the neighbors are jealous."
And finally, she called Samuel, who had always been her favorite.
"Samuel, my wonderful son! You *ALWAYS* know what your mother loves! The Chicken was *DELICIOUS*!"
;D
November 17 2003, 18:09:33 UTC 8 years ago
This is my one good joke, so I hope you all appreciate it. :P
A rabbi and a priest were sitting down at lunch talking about their religions.They converse about many topics, and at one point the priest says to the rabbi, "Rabbi, I understand that in your religion, you are not allowed to eat bacon. Is this true?"
"Yes, this is true," replies the rabbi.
"Have you ever tried it? Just once?" replies the priest.
"Yes, I have tried it once. I wanted to see what it was like."
"...And?"
"Tasty. But G-d says 'No bacon', so I eat no bacon."
They continue discussing various religious topics.
Then the rabbi asks the priest, "Father, in your religion, you are not allowed to have sex. This is true?"
"Yes. This is true," he nods.
"Well? Have you ever tried it? Just to see what it was like?" asks the rabbi.
"Yes, I have tried it once, to see what it was like," answers the priest.
"A lot better than bacon, isn't it?"
:-D
November 17 2003, 18:16:31 UTC 8 years ago
Re: This is my one good joke, so I hope you all appreciate it. :P
LMFAO! Oh man! I burst out laughing when I read that! I think I'll save that one to tell all my friends. ;DMarch 29 2004, 09:54:22 UTC 8 years ago
Re: This is my one good joke, so I hope you all appreciate it. :P
Very very funny. :)November 17 2003, 19:47:55 UTC 8 years ago
two bees are buzzing around the lobby of a hotel when they smell food. a little investigation reveals a bar mitzvah party. "man," says the first bee, "that smells great. wait here; i'll bring us some food." he returns with all the crumbs he can carry. the second bee, noticing the yarmulke on his head, says, "thanks, but what's with the hat?" the first bee goes, "i didn't want them to think i was a wasp!"
(overused, yes, but funny.)
a nonjewish joke:
a couple gets in an argument and stops speaking. the woman leaves a note by her husband's side of the bed that says, "wake me up at seven. i have to go to a meeting." next morning, she wakes up at nine, having missed her meeting. she sits up and there on her nightstand is a note: "it's seven o'clock. wake up."
November 17 2003, 21:38:06 UTC 8 years ago
He's complaining about this to a friend of his, who works in insurance, and the friend says he'll see if he can help. And, a few days later, his friend shows up with a contract.
The mohel looks it over carefully. The amount of coverage is good, the premiums are survivable, it looks like it covers basically any accident that could happen in a bris.
The mohel is overjoyed, and pulls out his pen to sign. His friend stops him. "Before you sign, you should know that I was able to get this contract, but there's one rider you should be aware of."
"Oh?"
"Yes, there's a deductable."
"Okay, how much?"
"One inch."
November 17 2003, 21:54:23 UTC 8 years ago
David is frankly shocked -- it's not like his parents are particularly observant even, and he'd never expected his father to say that. He doesn't even reply.
And, of course, he doesn't listen to the advice, either. And, in a couple years, he and Diana are real serious, and spending more and more time together. And they get engaged.
It's a relatively long engagement -- they both want to finish college before they get married. And they spend a lot of time together. Diana talks David into taking her to Shabbat services -- which is the first time that year David's gone. But Diana really likes them. It speaks to her.
In just a couple months, Diana's pretty much dragging David to shul every week. And in just a couple more months, Diana's talked to the rabbi about conversion classes. . . .
The wedding is beautiful, Dina's parents are baffled by most of it, but they play along gamely, even if they're not entirely sure what a bedekin or a ketubah is, (or, for that matter, where the extra "a" in their daughter's name went) but they cry at all the appropriate moments, and David's new father-in-law is carrying one of the legs of the chair he's as they're dancing afterwards.
So, two weeks later -- the first week, David and Dina are at various people's houses for dinner for the Sheva Brachot for the whole week, and then they took a SECOND week to actually get AWAY from everyone else -- David's parents call up their son and daughter-in-law, and invite them over for dinner.
"Well," says David, "why don't you come over here, instead?"
Nonsense, says David's father. You've just gotten back, you've not even fully moved into your home, you're not even unpacked, come over here.
"We can't, Dad. You keep kosher-style, sure, but you don't actually have two sets of dishes, or have kosher meat. So, I'm really sorry, Dad, but we can't eat at your place anymore."
"See?" roars his father. "Didn't I warn you? Didn't I say this would happen? But did you listen? I told you -- DON'T DATE A SHIKSA!"
November 18 2003, 02:50:54 UTC 8 years ago
Oh man!
that hurts. [My sides, my aching sides, oy oy oy!]What with all the mutual smiting going on that brought this thread on, I thought I'd post the following classic which has many variants (with explanatory foot-notes added to remain within the group guidelines :-p ):
[1] of your favorite/most-hated movement in Judaism.
[2] Not that a Rabbi would really say such a thing, that's more in line with Christian attitudes regarding G-d and smiting.
[3] This is not to imply that Thee Almighty is not infallible, but merely, that our perceptions and understanding of G-d's motives, are limited by our being limited as humans.
November 18 2003, 05:31:45 UTC 8 years ago
November 18 2003, 08:57:56 UTC 8 years ago
oo, i have one!
Kinda pokes fun at Hillary Clinton and George W Bush, so if that's not your cup of tea, I'm sorry, but I hope you don't take this too seriously anyway.George W Bush, Hillary Clinton, the Pope, and the Lubavitch Rebbe were all riding in the same plane together. Suddenly, the alarms started blaring, the cockpit started shaking- yup, they were crashing! And there were only three parachutes.
Hillary quickly ran to one, procliaming, "I'm a senator! New York needs me!" and jumped off the plane.
Bush quickly ran to the second, making his own little speech... "I'm the president of America, hope of the nation! My country needs my wisdom and guidance!" and he jumped off the plane.
The Pope looked at the Lubavitch Rebbe warily. Finally, he said, "look, I'm an old man; I have a long life behind me, not ahead of me, so why don't you take the last parachute?"
"Oh no worries," said the Rebbe casually. "We still have two parachutes."
The Pope was baffled. "Why? I don't understand; there were only three to begin with and Hillary Clinton and Bush took two."
"Oh," explained the Rebbe, "but the 'wise' leader of the American nation didn't grab a parachute... he took my tallis."
November 19 2003, 08:06:53 UTC 8 years ago
"Thank you, Father," the man interrupted as soon as he could catch his breath, "but I'm not Catholic."
"What?" said the priest. "But I saw you make the sign of the cross as you fell!"
"No," the old man explained, "I was just checking."
"Checking? Checking what?"
"Nu, everything important! Spectacles, testicles, wallet, and watch!"