This Week’s Funny
A little boy was sitting sadly on the curb beside his lawn mower, when along came a minister riding a bicycle. The minister noticed that the boy appeared discouraged, so he thought he would try to help.
“Hello there!” said the minister. “How would you like to trade your lawn mower for this bicycle?”
“Sure, mister,” the little boy responded, and went on his merry way.
A few days later, the boy and the minister crossed paths again. The minister said, “I think you took me on our trade. I keep crankin’ that old lawn mower, but it won’t start.”
“You gotta cuss it,” said the little boy.
“Well I can’t do that,” said the minister. “I’m a preacher. I forgot about cussin’ a long time ago.”
The little boy answered, “Just keep on crankin’, preacher; it’ll come back to ya.”
-Submitted by Van Morris, Mount Washington, Kentucky
I wonder, I can remember when us kids were small and sometimes mischievous, my Mother would get upset and sometimes let a cuss word fly and we would point that out to her and then she would say, well you kids are enough to make a preacher cuss.
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