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Post by jjm on Oct 19, 2005 13:07:33 GMT
The Reverend John Flapps was the pastor of a small church. One day he was walking down the street, when he noticed a young lady of his congregation sitting in a pub drinking beer. The Reverend wasn't happy. He walked through the open door of the pub and sat down next to the woman. "Miss Fitzgerald", he said sternly. "This is no place for a member of my congregation. Why don't you let me take you home?" " Sure", she said with a slur, obviously very drunk.
When Miss Fitzgerald stood up from the bar she began to weave back and forth. The Reverend realized that she'd had far too much to drink and grabbed her arms to steady her. When he did, they both lost their balance and tumbled to the floor. After rolling around for a few moments, the Reverend wound up on top of Miss Fitzgerald, her skirt hiked up to her waist.
The pub landlord looked over and said, "Oi mate, we won't have any of that carrying on in this pub." The Reverend looked up at the landlord and said, "But you don't understand, I'm Pastor Flapps."
The landlord nodded and said, "Oh well, if you're that far in, you might as well finish"
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Post by pjaye on Oct 26, 2005 17:43:14 GMT
thats a really good joke and a new one on me!
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Post by eckyboy on Oct 26, 2005 23:13:11 GMT
John I never noticed that joke, but seeing as it's a good one
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Post by bruceg on Nov 2, 2005 16:09:25 GMT
Lowering the tone of the site John... but very funny ;D
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