A nun was teaching Sunday school one morning when she asked her class, “When you die and go to Heaven, which part of your body goes first?”
Little Suzy eagerly raised her hand. “I think it’s your hands!”
The nun smiled. “And why do you think that, Suzy?”
Suzy replied, “Because when you pray, you hold your hands together, and God takes them first.”
“What a beautiful answer!” the nun said, nodding approvingly.
Then, of course, Little Johnny raised his hand. “Sister, I think it’s your legs.”
The nun frowned. “Now, Johnny, why would you think that?”
Johnny shrugged and said, “Well, I walked past Mommy and Daddy’s room last night, and Mommy had her legs straight up in the air yelling, ‘Oh God, I’m coming!’ If Dad hadn’t been holding her down, we’d have lost her for sure!”
“Take this home and bring back a sample tomorrow.”
The next day, the man comes back,
Jar still completely empty.
Doctor says, “What happened?”
The old man replies:
“Well, I tried with my right hand… nothing.
Then my left hand… nothing.
So I asked my wife.
She tried both hands, then her mouth—teeth in, teeth out—still nothing.
Then we called our neighbor Arleen.
She gave it a go too… both hands, an armpit, even tried squeezing it between her knees.
Still nothing.”
