Sunday, April 20, 2008

My all time favorite joke is:

A few minutes before the services started, the townspeople were sitting in
their pews and talking.  Suddenly, Satan appeared at the front of the
church.  Everyone started screaming and running for the front entrance,
trampling each other in a frantic effort to get away from evil incarnate.

Soon everyone had exited the church except for one elderly gentleman who
sat calmly in his pew without moving, seeming oblivious to the fact that
God’s ultimate enemy was in his presence.

So Satan walked up to the old man and said, “Don’t you know who I am?”
The man replied, “Yep, sure do.”

“Aren’t you afraid of me?” Satan asked.
“Nope, sure ain’t,” said the man.

“Don’t you realize I can kill you with a word?” asked Satan.
“Don’t doubt it for a minute,” returned the old man, in an even tone.

“Did you know that I could cause you profound, horrifying, physical AGONY…
for all eternity?” persisted Satan.
“Yep,” was the calm reply.

“And you’re still not afraid?” asked Satan.
“Nope.” More than a little perturbed, Satan asked, “Well, why aren’t you
afraid of me?”

The man calmly replied, “Been married to your sister for over 48 years.”



I freely admit to laughing like I've never heard it before. Yes I may need to get a prescription for that, but it's still funny. I bet you KD and my cousins would say "Sounds like Granpa," because nothing could throw him, and he always had an answer for everything.  I miss you Granpa.  

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