A Baptist preacher and a
Catholic preacher are out driving.
The Catholic preacher sees a cat in the middle of the road, and slams on his
brakes. The cat is avoided, but the Baptist preacher hits the back of the
Catholic preachers car.
They step out of their cars, and begin talking. "Oh, I am so sorry, that was
my fault," says the Baptist preacher.
While waiting for the cops they called by cell phone, the preachers soon start
talking about their professions to pass the time.
"You know, I never understood why Catholic preachers don't drink wine to
represent Christ's blood." The Catholic preacher responds, "Well, we believe
that drinking wine is wrong, and just use grape juice instead." "I have a
bottle of wine in my glove compartment right now. Tell you what, let's drink a
little right now while waiting for the cops."
"Oh, no I couldn't, replies the Catholic, but after pressuring him, the
Catholic preacher soon agrees.
The Baptist preacher takes out the wine and a couple of Dixie cups, and pours
a little into each. The Catholic preacher drinks it down quickly. "That wasn't
that bad, you're right," the Catholic preacher says. Noticing the Baptist
hasn't drank his wine, he asks, "Aren't you going to have some?"
"Oh sure," the other replies, "I'll wait until after the cops come though."