Little Johnny has a black eye when he gets home from Sunday school.
“Johnny, how many times do I have to tell you not to fight with the other boys?” his father asks after noticing it.
“But Dad, I’m not to blame. We were all praying together in church.
The teacher in front of me had her dress tucked into the crevice of her butt as we all stood up.
I leaned over and removed it. That’s when she hit me!”
“Johnny,” the father said.
“You don’t do those kinds of things to women.”
Sure enough, the very next Sunday Johnny came home with the other eye black and blue.
Johnny’s father said, “Johnny, I thought we had a talk!”
“But Dad,” Johnny said, “It wasn’t my fault.
There we were in church saying our prayers.
We all stood up and my teacher in front of us had her dress in the crack of her butt.
Then Louie who was sitting next to me saw it and he reached over and pulled it out.
Now I know she doesn’t like this, so I pushed it back in!”
