So, three guys walk in a restaurant….

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A Republican in a wheelchair entered a restaurant one afternoon and asked the waitress for a cup of coffee.

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The Republican looked around the place, surveying patrols, when he did a double take. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He asked the waitress, “Say, is that Jesus sitting over there?”

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She replied, “Sure is!” The Republican just stared at the Lord with his long, dark brown hair and white, flowing robe and said, “Wow!”

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

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The waitress nodded and said, “Oh yeah…he comes in around this time just about every weekday to take a break. He orders a cup of coffee…a little sponge cake and sits back quietly. He’s usually pretty quiet. I suspect he comes here to get away from it all. You know all those prayer requests and that Bennie Hinn nonsense.”

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The Republican overheard the conversation and said, “Well, you go tell the Lord and Savior that this afternoon’s sponge cake is on me. My treat!”

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Then, the Libertarian chimed in,”And you tell him his shekels are no good here. I’m paying for his coffee!”

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The waitress complied and walked over to Jesus and told him that his coffee break was on the Republican and the Libertarian. Jesus smiled and acknowledged them both with his cup of Java.

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At that same moment, a third patron entered the cafe and it was a Democrat on crutches. He hobbled over to a booth, sat down and hollered, “Hey there, Sweet Tits! How’s about gettin’ me a cold glass of Miller Light? And make it snappy!” He, too, looked across the restaurant and asked, “Well, I’ll be…..Is that God’s boy over there?”

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The waitress replied in the affirmative, so the Democrat directed her to give Jesus a cold glass of beer. “On my bill,” he said.

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A few minutes passed by and Jesus looked at his wrist sundial and finished his coffee. As he 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 screamed out of pure joy, then danced a jig out the door.

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Jesus also 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, gave the Lord thanks and praise and did a series of back flips out the door.

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Then Jesus walked towards the Democrat. The Democrat jumped up and in a pre-emptive strike shouted, “Don’t you even THINK about touching me, Hippie. I’m collecting disability.”

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3 comments

  1. Ok, so Laurie hasn’t responded. LK readers, I’m sure you remember me. For old times sake, go check my blog, and if you can, put something up on your blog for me. Consider it a campaign contribution. Check my blog first. Thanks,

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