My favorite along those lines is a story about Benny from Brooklyn, who takes a trip to Tokyo. But one of the High Holy Days falls during his trip, and naturally enough he wants to go to a synagogue that day. He doesn't expect to find one in Tokyo, but the hotel's concierge goes, "Oh, yes, here's the address." Surprised but please, Benny goes there, and is stunned to find that everyone there is Japanese. Even the rabbi is Japanese. But Benny sits down, and the service is just like the one he knows from Brooklyn, and he falls right in. Afterward, he introduces himself to the rabbi, who looks more like a statue of the Buddha. The rabbi looks him up and down and says, "Funny, you don't look Jewish!"
-- Bob
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...The President is on the line
As ninety-nine crab rangoons go by...
-- Bob
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...The President is on the line
As ninety-nine crab rangoons go by...