Something light to make us smile for a change.
A wealthy senior citizen attended church one Sunday morning as he’d been told that there would be a collection to help the less fortunate members of the congregation who were suffering from Alzheimer’s disease. Afterwards he stopped to shake the preacher’s hand.
“That was a fine sermon, preacher, damned good, in fact!”
“Thank you sir,” the preacher replied, “but I’d prefer you not to use profanity.”
The congregant continued as if he’d not heard a word the preacher said;
“Preacher, I was so damned impressed with your sermon, that I put $5,000 in the collection plate.”
“No shit !” the surprised preacher replied.