A man goes up to the minister at the local church.
Reverend," he said, "we have a problem. My wife keeps
falling asleep during your Sermons. It's very
embarrassing, not to mention disrespectful. What
should I do?"
I've noticed this and have an idea if you're up to the
task," said the minister. "Take this hatpin with you.
I will be able to tell when Mrs. Jones is sleeping,
and I will motion to you at specific times. When I
motion, you give her a good poke in the leg.
In church the following Sunday, Mrs. Jones dozed off.
Noticing this, the preacher put his plan to work "And
who made the ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said,
nodding to Mr. Jones.
"Jesus!" Mrs. Jones cried out as her husband jabbed
her in the leg with the sharp object.
"Yes! You are correct, Mrs. Jones!" came the
minister's quick reply.
Soon, Mrs. Jones nodded off again. And again, the
minister noticed.
"Who is your redeemer?" he asked the congregation,
motioning toward Mr. Jones.
"My God!" howled Mrs. Jones as she was stuck again
with the pin.
Right again!" bellowed the minister, a slight grin on
his face.
Before long, Mrs. Jones again winked off. However,
this time the minister did not notice. As he picked up
the tempo of his sermon, he made a few hand gestures
that Mr. Jones mistook as signals to bayonet his wife
with the hatpin yet again. The minister asked, "And
what did Eve say to Adam after she bore him his 99th
son?"
As Mr. Jones enthusiastically poked his wife's thigh
with the hatpin piercing her skin she screamed, "You
stick that thing in me one more time and I'll break it
in half and shove it up your ass!"
AMEN!" REPLIED ALL THE WOMEN
Reverend," he said, "we have a problem. My wife keeps
falling asleep during your Sermons. It's very
embarrassing, not to mention disrespectful. What
should I do?"
I've noticed this and have an idea if you're up to the
task," said the minister. "Take this hatpin with you.
I will be able to tell when Mrs. Jones is sleeping,
and I will motion to you at specific times. When I
motion, you give her a good poke in the leg.
In church the following Sunday, Mrs. Jones dozed off.
Noticing this, the preacher put his plan to work "And
who made the ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said,
nodding to Mr. Jones.
"Jesus!" Mrs. Jones cried out as her husband jabbed
her in the leg with the sharp object.
"Yes! You are correct, Mrs. Jones!" came the
minister's quick reply.
Soon, Mrs. Jones nodded off again. And again, the
minister noticed.
"Who is your redeemer?" he asked the congregation,
motioning toward Mr. Jones.
"My God!" howled Mrs. Jones as she was stuck again
with the pin.
Right again!" bellowed the minister, a slight grin on
his face.
Before long, Mrs. Jones again winked off. However,
this time the minister did not notice. As he picked up
the tempo of his sermon, he made a few hand gestures
that Mr. Jones mistook as signals to bayonet his wife
with the hatpin yet again. The minister asked, "And
what did Eve say to Adam after she bore him his 99th
son?"
As Mr. Jones enthusiastically poked his wife's thigh
with the hatpin piercing her skin she screamed, "You
stick that thing in me one more time and I'll break it
in half and shove it up your ass!"
AMEN!" REPLIED ALL THE WOMEN