The Minister & The Choir Director




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

"Where should we do it, 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!"