Being Welsh, I nevertheless, have to give an occasional nod to one of the other members of the tribe for this gem.

Two chaps, a priest and a rabbi both purchased new cars. The priest bought a Cadillac and the rabbi bought a Lincoln.

As they were arguing one day about who had the fastest car, they decided to test them out.

Both jumped into their respective vehicles and down the road they went, going faster and faster and faster, each trying to get ahead of the other.

The rabbi was finally in the lead when a deer jumps out and the rabbi immediately slams on the brakes whereby the priest slammed into the back of the rabbi's car.

Finally, up pulls an Irish cop and after taking both of the respective drivers' information took the priest aside and asked:

Say, Fadder, how fast was this feller a goin' when he back into ye?

I was concerned that this was going to be like "Great Russian Lagers".

Well, your fears can now be allayed. 

Yikes! Not one of my better days: I just got it. 🤭

"Vous, et nul autre", so don't feel so bad.

I forgot my morning meds; that explains it.

I doubt it for, when it comes to words, it's probably my fault.

That was funny.

Glad you liked it. A bit of humour does a bit for the soul in these troubled times. Cheers!