The joy of moonshine

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by -, Feb 17, 2004.

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    The preacher was having a heart-to-heart talk with a backslider of his flock, whose drinking of moonshine invariably led to quarrelling with his neighbours, and occasional shotgun blasts at some of them.

    "Can't you see, Ben," intoned the parson, "that not one good thing comes out of this drinking?"

    "Well, I sort of disagree there," replied the backslider. "It makes me miss the folks I shoot at."