I asked Fable for an original joke and AFAICT this is genuinely novel and not bad!
The shul roof springs a leak. The rabbi stays up all night preparing his case to bring before the Almighty — citations from the prophets, the accumulated merits of the congregation's grandparents, and for the closing argument, a pointed reminder of what He once did with forty days of rain.
At dawn, before the rabbi can deliver a single word of it, there's a knock at the door. A stranger, moved by a dream, hands over the full cost of a new roof.
The congregation celebrates. The rabbi sulks for a week. Finally his wife demands to know what's wrong.
"He settled out of court."