Not My Fault

I have a roommate, see? And he has a family, see? And every once in a while, they tell him something odd which he relates to me and I am ethically obligated to pass it on to you, see? So the following is not my fault: as Michael Scott says, "I'm just the middleman. You wouldn't arrest a guy who's just selling the drugs, would you?"

What is the difference between a Jew and a pizza? (No, it's not that vile answer that you've all heard.)

Pizzas don't hate Jesus.

Thank you Rob Linn, we are all inspired and deeply moved.