Picnic Passions
A Jewish rabbi and a Catholic priest met at the town’s annual 4th of July picnic. Old friends, they began their usual banter.
“This baked ham is really delicious,” the priest teased the rabbi. “You really ought to try it. I know it’s against your religion, but I can’t understand why such a wonderful food should be forbidden! You don’t know what you’re missing. You just haven’t lived until you’ve tried Mrs. Frobisher’s prized Virginia Baked Ham. Tell me, Rabbi, when are you going to break down and try it?”
The rabbi looked at the priest with a big grin, and said, “At your wedding.”
Directions
A friend was thinking about buying a new house in the country and asked me to come out and look at it. We found the town, but we couldn’t locate the road. We drove over to city hall, where a community get-together was going on, and asked around, but no one had heard of the road. Even the policemen and fire personnel were stumped.
We went in to city hall and consulted a map, with no luck, until finally one young man came to our aid. He pointed to the map, showing us exactly how to get there. I thanked the young man and asked if he was with the police or fire department.
“Neither,” he replied. “I deliver pizzas.”
The Congregation Replied
Down in the south, there are many churches known as “answer back” churches. When the preacher says something, the congregation naturally replies.
One Sunday, a preacher was speaking on what it would take for the church to become better. He said “If this church is to become better, it must take up it’s bed, and walk.” The congregation said “Let it walk, Preacher, let it walk.”
Encouraged by their response, he went further. “If this church is going to become better, it will have to throw aside it’s hindrances and run!” The congregation replied, “Let it run, preacher, let it run!”
Now really into his message, he spoke stronger. “If this church really wants to become great, it will have to take up it’s wings and fly!” “Let it fly, Preacher, let it fly!” the congregation shouts.
The Preacher gets louder. “If this church is going to fly, it will cost money!”
The congregation replied. “Let it walk, Preacher, let it walk.”
