Three couples walk into a conservative church. There is an older couple, a middle-aged couple, and a pair of newly-weds. The preist, who is this old, wrinkled little guy with glasses, tells them the many virtues of their church, then tells them that to join, they must abstain form all worldly pleasures for three weeks. The three couples leave.
Three weeks later they come back. The preist goes up to the older couple,
"Have you abstained from all worldly pleasures?" he asks.
"Well, yes. We are about 70, after all."
"Then you may enter our sanctuary with our blessings. Welcome to our chruch."
The couple walks in, very much happy.
The preist approaches the middle-aged couple,
"Have you abstained from all worldly pleasures?" he asks.
"Well, yes. It was kind of hard, though. I had to sleep on the couch for the past three days, but we did it."
"Then you may enter our sanctuary with our blessings. Welcome to our chruch."
The middle aged couple kiss each other, then enter the sanctuary.
The preist finnaly reaches the newly weds,
"So, how did my young friends hold out?"
"Father, we tried. We really tried. But last Thursday, my wife was reaching for a can of pop, and just the way she was standing, and the way that the light fell on her, I couldn't stand it. I took her right there."
"Well, son, I am afraid that you are no longer welcome here."
"Yea, we aren't welcome at Seven Eleven any more, either."
Rock on
Eric
Three weeks later they come back. The preist goes up to the older couple,
"Have you abstained from all worldly pleasures?" he asks.
"Well, yes. We are about 70, after all."
"Then you may enter our sanctuary with our blessings. Welcome to our chruch."
The couple walks in, very much happy.
The preist approaches the middle-aged couple,
"Have you abstained from all worldly pleasures?" he asks.
"Well, yes. It was kind of hard, though. I had to sleep on the couch for the past three days, but we did it."
"Then you may enter our sanctuary with our blessings. Welcome to our chruch."
The middle aged couple kiss each other, then enter the sanctuary.
The preist finnaly reaches the newly weds,
"So, how did my young friends hold out?"
"Father, we tried. We really tried. But last Thursday, my wife was reaching for a can of pop, and just the way she was standing, and the way that the light fell on her, I couldn't stand it. I took her right there."
"Well, son, I am afraid that you are no longer welcome here."
"Yea, we aren't welcome at Seven Eleven any more, either."
Rock on
Eric