Political Parties

A Republican, in a wheelchair, entered a restaurant one afternoon
and asked the waitress for a cup of coffee. The Republican looked
across the restaurant and asked, “Is that Jesus sitting over there?”

The waitress nodded “yes,” so the Republican requested that she give
Jesus a cup of coffee, on him.

The next patron to come in was a Libertarian, with a hunched back.
He shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down, and asked the
waitress for a cup of hot tea. He also glanced across the restaurant
and asked, “Is that Jesus, over there?”

The waitress nodded, so the Libertarian asked her to give Jesus a
cup of hot tea, “My treat.”

The third patron to come into the restaurant was a Democrat on
crutches. He hobbled over to a booth, sat down and hollered, “Hey
there honey! How’s about gettin’ me a cold mug of Miller Light?” He
too looked across the restaurant and asked, “Isn’t that God’s boy
over there?

The waitress nodded, so the Democrat directed her to give Jesus a
cold beer. “On my bill,” he said loudly.

As Jesus got up to leave, he passed by the Republican, touched him
and said, “For your kindness, you are healed.” The Republican felt
the strength come back into his legs, got up, and danced a jig out
the door.

Jesus passed by the Libertarian, touched him and said, “For your
kindness, you are healed.” The Libertarian felt his back
straightening up and he raised his hands, praised the Lord, and did
a series of back flips out the door.

Then, Jesus walked towards the Democrat, just smiling.

The Democrat jumped up and yelled, “Don’t touch me … I’m
collecting disability!”


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