Subject: Prunes
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Sun Jan 07 2001 - 02:44:44 EST
"Prayerful Little Johnny"
Little Johnny softly recited his nightly
prayers while kneeling down. His mother
was knelt down beside him.
"Say your prayers louder, darling, I can't
hear you," said Little Johnny's mother.
"But I'm not talking to you." was Johnny's
immediate reply.
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"Prunes"
Robert, age eight, was the son of strict Presbyterian
parents. He was very, very good, worked hard at
school, did his chores, and was generally helpful and
obedient. But one morning, for some reason, he
came down to breakfast in a very nasty mood. When
his mother served him prunes, he snarled, "I don't
want prunes," and he refused to eat them.
His parents were aghast, and his father said, "Robert,
you know that Lord commanded children to honor and
obey their parents, and He will punish those who do not."
But Robert still refused and was angrily sent back to
bed, and the prunes were put in the refrigerator.
A few minutes later, a terrible thunderstorm came up
with great roars and flashes of lightning. "Ah, wonderful,"
said Robert's mother, "this will teach him a lesson."
Robert came back down the stairs, went into the
kitchen and opened the fridge.
From there, just after another flash and roar, the boy's
voice was heard saying, "Heck of a fuss to make about
a few stupid prunes."
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