joke time

[Rhondazvous]

A man and his family were very poor and hungry most of the time. They lived on the farm next to the preacher’s farm where every day the saw the preacher’s bull grazing in a field. One day the man just couldn’t take it anymore, so he stole the bull and they had a feast. Out of guilt, he invited the preacher to come partake of the meal. After dinner, the kids went outside and the man and the preacher sat around the table patting their bellies.


Preacher: That sure was good.
Man: Thanks, reverend.
Preacher: I doubly appreciate it because somebody stole my bull and I couldn’t get a meal like this at home.
Man: You don’t say?
Preacher: Stole it right out of my field. Just like that.
Man: Humph! Stealing from the preacher. Some folks will do anything.
Finally the preacher went outside for a smoke. Presently he heard the kids singing and one boy’s song particularly interested him.
Boy: My papa kill the preacher’s bull/Me and my brother had a belly full.
Preacher: Son, would you sing that song again, please.
Boy: My papa kill the preacher’s bull/Me and my brother had a belly full.
Preacher: I’ll give you a dollar to sing that song in Church come Sunday.
The boy was so happy. His mama was proud. Her boy had been asked to sing in Church. Come Sunday, they all dressed up in their Sunday best, with shined shoes and greased faces, marching proudly into the congregation. When it came time the boy got up to sing.
Boy: My papa kill the preacher’s bull/Me and my brother had a belly full.
Man: Now son, (singing) You ate the first and you ate the last/When you get home I’m gonna kick your ass.