So the two old jews are walking down the rainy street, kvetching about this and that, and one says to the other, and you know what the worst of it is? My son is thinking of becoming a Christian! Oy, vey, says the other, you won't believe it but so is mine! At that point the clouds part, the beam of light hits them both, and a booming voice from above says...

...Tell me about it!