One of my favorite Passover stories:
My grandmother told me that when she was young, she opened the door for Elijah and a drunk walked in.
And a joke I just heard that made me lol:
A mother had been working hard for days getting ready for Passover. Her son then brought in white powder and put it on the table that was already kosher for Passover. The mom freaked out and said “IS THAT FLOUR ON THE TABLE?!” The mom breathed a sigh of relief when the son replied, “No, Mom, of course not. Relax. It’s just cocaine.”