just a little humor

[Guest guest]

The bartender was washing his glasses, and an elderly

Irishman came in and with great difficulty, hoisted

his bad leg over the barstool, pulled himself up

painfully, asked for a sip of Irish whiskey. The

Irishman looked down the bar and said, “Is that Jesus

down there?” The bartender nodded and the Irishman

told him to give Jesus an Irish whiskey also.

The next patron was an ailing Italian with a hunched

back and slowness of movement. He shuffled up to the

barstool and asked for a glass of Chianti. He also

looked down the bar and asked if that was Jesus

sitting down there. The bartender nodded and the

Italian said to give Him a glass of Chianti also.

The third patron, a redneck, swaggered in dragging his

knuckles on the floor and hollered. “Barkeep, set me

up a cold one. Hey, is that God’s Boy down there?” The

barkeep nodded, and the redneck told him to give Jesus

a cold one too.

As Jesus got up to leave, he walked over to the

Irishman and touched him and said, “For your kindness,

you are healed!” The Irishman felt the strength come

back to his leg, and he got up and danced a jig to the

door. Jesus touched the Italian and said, “For your

kindness you are healed!” The Italian felt his back

straighten and he raised his hands above his head and

did a flip out the door.

As Jesus walked toward the redneck, the redneck jumped

back and exclaimed, “Don’t touch me, I’m drawin’

disability!”

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