PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.

A couple had two little boys, ages 8 and 10, who were excessively mischievous. The two were always getting into trouble and their parents could be assured that if any mischief occurred in their town their two young sons were in some way involved. The parents were at their wits end as to what to do about their sons' behavior. One day, the mother heard of a clergyman in town that has been successful in disciplining children in the past, and asked for his help.

The clergyman agreed to speak with the boys, but asked to see them individually. The 8-year-old went to meet with him first. The clergyman sat the boy down and asked him sternly, "Where is God?" The boy made no response, so the clergyman repeated the question in an even sterner tone, "Where is God?"

Again the boy made no attempt to answer, so the clergyman raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy's face, "WHERE IS GOD?"

At that the boy bolted from the room and ran directly home, slamming himself in his closet. His older brother followed him into the closet and said, "What happened?"

The younger brother replied, "We are in BIG trouble now... They can't find God and they're blaming it on us!"

slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas

I can relate. My brothers and I were blamed for everything that went wrong or missing as youngsters. :oops: We, of course, were innocent of all charges. :mrgreen:

boatbob2

Hell,I was blamed for everything that took place in my home town,They were correct,I DID IT ALL.even got the MAYORS DAUGHTER PREGNANT......................AFTER we were married.