A Jewish boy comes home to his mother and tells her he has met a wonderful girl, and they are to be married.

Oh, thats nice says Momma. And what is this girls name?

The son tells her that his fiancee is a Native American and is called Little Running Deer.

Thats nice, honey says Momma, trying to keep a straight face.

The son then tells his momma that he wants to be called by his new Native American name too, and that from now on she should call him Swift Flying Arrow.

OK, honey, whatever you wish says Momma.

Then the son says, You should get a Native American name too, Momma.

Ive already got one, replies Momma. Its Big Sitting Shiva.