Not even looking at the preacher and continuing his work, the farmer replied, "Naw, these are soybeans."
"You don't understand," said the preacher. "I mean, are you lost?" The farmer answered, "Naw! I've lived here all my life."
"Are you prepared for the resurrection?" the frustrated preacher asked. This caught the farmer's attention, and he asked, "When's it gonna be?"
Thinking he had accomplished something the young preacher replied, "It could be today or tomorrow. Or it could be the next day."
Taking a handkerchief from his back pocket and wiping his brow, the farmer remarked, "Well, please don't mention it to my wife. She don't get out much, and she'll wanna go all three days."
No comments:
Post a Comment