The new preacher,PASTOR BOODRO from south Louisiana, was a dead ringer for Conway Twitty, the country music singer.
On his first day on the job at a new church in Morgan City, he decided to visit some of the church members he was told who hadn’t been to service lately.
He went to the first lady’s house and knocked on the door. When she answered the door, the lady screamed, “Conway Twitty!”
“No ma’am,” he replied. “Ah’m you new pastor, Boodro, an’ Ah came to have prayer wit’ you.” So she said to come right on in.
He visited several more homes, and everyone thought he was Conway Twitty.
Then he knocked on the door of a young widow woman’s house on the end of the street. She was taking a shower at the time, so she just wrapped a towel around her and opened the door.
When she saw her caller, she threw up her hands – which of course allowed the towel to fall to the floor!
“Oh my God!” she exclaimed. “It’s Conway Twitty!”
Wide-eyed Pastor Boodro looked left, then right, walked in, and said…
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” Hello, Darlin’! “
On a transatlantic flight, a plane passes through a severe storm. The
turbulence is awful, and things go from bad to worse when one wing is
struck by lightning. One woman loses it.
Screaming, she stands up in the front of the plane. ‘I’m too young to
die,’ she wails. Then she yells, ‘Well, if I’m going to die, I want my
last minutes on earth to be memorable! Is there anyone on this plane
who can make me feel like a WOMAN?’
For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their own peril.
They all stare, riveted, at the desperate woman in the front of the
plane.
Then a cowboy from Montana stands up in the rear of the plane. He is
handsome: tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He
starts to walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt.
One button at a time..
He removes his shirt…
Muscles ripple across his chest…
She gasps…
He hands her the shirt and says, “Here, iron this and bring me a beer.”