The Old Pastor
Thursday, June 30th, 2011
Welcome to Thursday’s Edition!
In today’s issue …
1) The Old Pastor
2) Today’s Opportunity
3) Working With the FBI
The Old Pastor
An old pastor lay dying. He sent a message for an IRS
agent and his lawyer to come to the hospital.
When they arrived, they were ushered up to his room.
As they entered the room, the pastor held out his hands
and motioned for them to sit on each side of the bed.
The pastor grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled,
and stared at the ceiling. For a time, no one said anything.
Both the IRS agent and lawyer were touched and flattered
that the old man would ask them to be with him during his
final moments. They were also puzzled because the pastor
had never given any indication that he particularly liked either
one of them.
Finally, the lawyer asked, “Pastor, why did you ask the
two of us to come here?”
The old pastor mustered all his strength, then said weakly,
“Jesus died between two thieves, and that’s how I want to go.”
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Working With the FBI
The phone rings at FBI headquarters.
“Hello?”
“Hello, is this the FBI?”
“Yes. What do you want?”
“I’m calling to report my neighbor Peter Thibodeaux!
He is hiding marijuana inside his firewood.”
“Thank you very much for the call, sir.”
The next day, the FBI agents descend on Thibodeaux’s
house.
They search the shed where the firewood is kept.
Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood,
but find nothing.
They swear at Thibodeaux and leave.
The phone rings at Thibodeaux’s house.
“Hey, Peter! Did the FBI come?”
“Yeah!”
“Did they chop your firewood?”
“Yep”
“Great, now it’s your turn to call. I need my garden
plowed.”
Thank you for reading today’s issue of JOKES Journal.
