A crusty old man walked into the local First Baptist Church and said to the secretary, "I would like to join this damn church."
The astonished woman replied, "I beg your pardon, sir ... I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?"
"Listen up, damn it. I said I want to join this damn church!"
"I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in this church."
She left her desk and went into the pastor's study to inform him of her situation.
The pastor agreed that the secretary did not have to listen to that foul language.
They both returned to her office and the pastor asked the old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?"
"There is no damn problem," the man says. "I just won $200 million in the damn lottery and I want to join this damn church to get rid of
some of this damn money."
"I see," said the pastor. "And is this bi*ch giving you a hard time?"
The astonished woman replied, "I beg your pardon, sir ... I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?"
"Listen up, damn it. I said I want to join this damn church!"
"I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in this church."
She left her desk and went into the pastor's study to inform him of her situation.
The pastor agreed that the secretary did not have to listen to that foul language.
They both returned to her office and the pastor asked the old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?"
"There is no damn problem," the man says. "I just won $200 million in the damn lottery and I want to join this damn church to get rid of
some of this damn money."
"I see," said the pastor. "And is this bi*ch giving you a hard time?"
