More Short Jewish Jokes?

A man is lying on the operating table, about to be operated on by his son,  the surgeon.
The father says, "Son, think of it this way ... If anything happens to me, your mother is coming to live with you."

Two bees buzz around what's left of a rose bush. "How was your summer?" asks bee number one.
"Not too good," sez bee two. "Lotta rain, lotta cold. Not enough flowers,  not enough pollen."
The first bee has an idea. "Hey, why don't you go down the corner and hang a left?  There's a bar mitzvah going on. Plenty of flowers and fruit."
Bee two buzzes, "Thanks!" and takes off.
An hour later, the bees bump into each other again.
"How was the bar mitzvah?" asks the info-bee.
"Great!" sez buddy-bee.
The first bee peers at his pal and wonders, "What's that on your head?"
"A yarmulke," is the answer. "I didn't want them to think I was a wasp."

 

Ba-dump-bump.