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True Church Tale

My parents were in a church and decided to receive the holy Bread. Hundreds of people were there with loads of church benches that held 20 people per bench. As they stood up my mother said to my father Hey listen take a note of the church bench number. My father said What for. Mother said Well, We don't want to come back looking for our seats with our mouths hanging open and looking like fools if we can't find them. My father replied :- Well lets shut them then.

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Date: 6/29/2011 3:38:00 AM
A fun write. You made me smile!
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Date: 6/27/2011 4:01:00 PM
Very enjoyable.
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