A preacher was making his rounds to his
parishioners on a bicycle, when he came upon a little boy trying to sell a lawn mower.
"How much do you want for the mower?" asked the preacher.
"I just want enough money to go out
and buy me a bicycle," said the little boy.
After a moment of consideration, the
preacher asked, "Will you take my bike in trade for it?"
The little boy asked if he could try it out
first, and after riding the bike around a little while said, "Mister, you've got
yourself a deal."
The preacher took the mower and began to
try to crank it. He pulled on the string a few times with no response from the mower. The
preacher called the little boy over and said, "I can't get this mower to start."
The little boy said, "That's because
you have to cuss at it to get it started."
The preacher said, "I am a minister,
and I cannot cuss. It has been so long since I have been saved that I do not even remember
how to cuss."
The little boy looked at him happily and
said, "Just keep pulling on that string. It'll come back to ya!"
