A cowboy went to church for the first time in his life.
He enthusiastically told a friend about his church experience. He
recalled, " I rode up on my horse and tied him up by a tree in the corral."
The friend said, " you don't mean 'corral'; you mean 'parking lot.' "
" I don't know, maybe that is what they called it," he said. Then I went in through the main gate."
" You don't mean the main gate; you mean the front door of the church."
"Well, anyway, a couple of fellows took me down the long chute."
"You don't mean the long chute; you mean the center aisle."
"I guess that is what they call it. Then they put me in one of those little box stalls!"
"You don't mean a box stall; you mean a pew!"
"Oh yes! Now I remember!" said the cowboy. " That's what that lady said when I sat down beside her!"
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