One day, when Reverend Patrick, who was a pastor of a small
congregation in town, saw a female member of his congregation sitting in a bar and
drinking beer, he thought that was sinful and not something a member of his
congregation should do. He walked up, sat down next to the woman and said
sternly, "Mrs. Solomon, this is no place for a member of my congregation.
Why don't you let me take you home?"
"Sure," she said with a slur, obviously very
drunk. When Mrs. Solomon stood up, she began to weave back and forth. Realizing
that she had had too much to drink, the reverend grabbed her arms to steady
her. When he did, they both lost their balance and tumbled to the floor. And after
rolling around for a few seconds, the reverend wound up laying on top of her, with
her skirt hiked up to her waist.
At which moment, the bartender looked over the bar and said,
"Here, here buddy, we won't have any of that carrying on, around in this bar!"
The reverend looked up at the bartender and said, "But you don't
understand, I'm Pastor Patrick." The bartender nodded and said, "Hell
then, if you're that far in, you might as well finish, up."
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