The Reverend John Fluff

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  1. Nowhere Man

    Nowhere Man

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    The Reverend John Fluff was a pastor in a small town.
    One day he was walking down the high street, when he
    noticed a young lady of his congregation sitting
    in a pub drinking beer. The Reverend wasn't happy. He walked through the open door of the pub and sat down next to the
    woman.
    "Miss Fitzgerald", he said sternly. " This is no place for a
    member of my congregation. Why don't you let me take you home?"
    "Sure", she said with a slur, obviously very drunk.

    When Miss Fitzgerald stood up from the bar she began to weave back and forth. The Reverend realized that she'd had far too much to
    drink and grabbed her arms to steady her. When he did, they both lost their balance and tumbled to the floor.

    After rolling around for a few moments, the Reverend wound up on top of Miss Fitzgerald, her skirt hiked up to her waist.

    The pub landlord looked over and said,"Oi mate, we won't have
    any of that carrying on in this pub." The Reverend looked up at the
    landlord and said, "But you don't understand, I'm Pastor Fluff."

    The landlord nodded and said, "Oh well, if you're that far you might as well finish."
     
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