HUMOR Digest - 4 Feb 1998 to 5 Feb 1998

Date: Wed, 4 Feb 1998 03:43:57 -0500
From: Jim Moore Jr
Subject: Let us Prey

The sweet young thang was telling the Evangelist that she had been sleeping in another bedroom since she had caught her husband sleeping with the neighbor.

"It's your duty to forgive him, my child." intoned the TV minister as he patted her hand and she fell into his arms gently sobbing. "But..." he added, as his grip tightened, "How'd ya like to get even with the S.O.B. first ?"

A Fundamentalist Minister in Alabama, sorely tempted, finally propositioned the Choir director one night after practice, when they were alone in the Church.

"Where Reverend ?" she enthusiastically replied.

"Right here on the floor." he panted.

"It'd be too cold." she whispered. "How about standing up ?"

"Good Lord girl. Have you taken leave of you senses ?" he shouted. "If anyone came in, they'd think we were dancing."

A Rabbi who was late for a golf game was rather curt with several people whose phone calls kept delaying him.

The next day his secretary said "Rabbi, several members of the congregation were really upset with you when you cut them short yesterday."

At that point, a man who had been sitting within earshot in the reception room got up and departed hurriedly.

"Who was that ?" asked the Rabbi.

"Oh, that was Mr. Ruthenberg." she answered. "He wanted to speak to you about a circumcision for his son."

The stoned gay wandered into a Cathedral and sat down in a center aisle seat just as the richly vestmented priest began moving toward the altar, swinging an incense-burning censer.

"Say there," cooed the fella to the startled cleric as the latter came abreast of him. "Ohhhhhhhhh, Just lo-o-o-ve your gown; but did you know your handbag's on fire ?"

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