A Catholic priest was beating his rabbi friend rather handily at their favorite golf course. The priest seemed to make every putt on the front nine. The rabbi noticed that the priest crossed himself before each putt. Finally the rabbi said to his friend, “Would it be alright if I make the sign of the cross before I putt?” Sure,” said the priest, “but it won’t do you any good.” “Why not?” asked the rabbi?” “Because,” said the priest, “you can’t putt.”
A priest and a rabbi operated a church and a synagogue across
the street from each other. Since their schedules intertwined,
they decided to go in together to buy a car.
After the purchase, they drove it home and parked it on the
street between them.
A few minutes later, the rabbi looked out and saw the priest
sprinkling water on their new car. It didn’t need a wash, so
he hurried out and asked the priest what he was doing. “I’m
blessing it,” the priest replied.
The rabbi considered this a moment, then went back inside the
synagogue. He reappeared a moment later with a hacksaw, walked
over to the back of the car and cut off two inches of the