A Catholic man was friendly with a Jewish man, so when his son became a priest, he was eager to share the good news with his friend. "My son just entered the priesthood!" he told his Jewish friend excitedly.

"Ehhh ... that's nice," the Jewish man said with complacency.

"Don't you get it ... he could one day become a monsignor," the Catholic insisted.

"Mmm ... that's nice," the Jewish man repeated, maddeningly unenthusiastic.

"But one day he might become a bishop!"

"That's nice."

"An archbishop! My son ... my little boy ... could one day be an archbishop!" the Catholic man exclaimed, frustrated by his friend's utter lack of zeal for the news.

"An archbishop ... that's nice."

"A cardinal. My boy, my boy who you knew when he was just a little squirt, he could be a cardinal someday maybe."

"That's nice," the Jewish man repeated.

"Well, one day he could become the pope. The pope!"

But still the Jewish man only repeatedly blandly, "Ehhh ... that's nice."

Finally the Catholic had reached the end of his rope. "What do you want him to be?!" he exclaimed in a loud, exasperated voice. "Jesus Christ?"

Replied the Jew, "One of 'our' boys made it!"