A young Jewish man calls his mother.
“Mom, I’m bringing home a wonderful woman I want to marry. She’s a Native American and her name is Shooting Star.”
“How nice,” says his mother.
“I have an Indian name too,” he says. “It’s Running Water” and you have to call me that from now on.
“How nice,” says his mother.
“You have to have an Indian name too, Mom,” he says.
“I already do,” says the mother. “Just call me Sitting Shiva.”
[one “sits shiva” for 7 days after someone has died… ed.]
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