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[Jah Ji]

The Reverend John Fluff was the pastor of a small town in Ireland. One day he was walking down the high 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 bartender looked over and said, "Oi mate, we won't have any of that carrying on in this pub."
The Reverend looked up at the bartender and said, "But you don't understand, I'm Pastor Fluff."
The bartender nodded and said,
"Oh well, if you're that far in, you might as well finish then leave."

[hbgator]

good one