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Has Anyone Seen God?

The Smith Family had two little boys, ages 8 and 10, who were excessively mischievous. They were always getting into trouble and their parents knew that if any mischief occurred in  town, their sons were probably involved.

The boys’ mother heard that a priest in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys. The priest agreed, but asked to see them individually.

The next morning the mother drove the boys into town to meet with the priest. The 8 year old was sent into the priests office first.

The clergyman, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, “Where is God?”They boy’s mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there with his mouth hanging open, wide-eyed.So the clergyman repeated the question in an even sterner tone, “Where is God?”

Again the boy, dumbfounded, made no attempt to answer.

So the clergyman raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy’s face and bellowed, “WHERE IS GOD!?”

The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran directly to the car and wouldn’t speak the whole way home, where he ran to his room and dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him.

When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked, “What happened?”

The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, “We are in BIG trouble this time, dude…
God is missing–and they think WE did it!”

How many women can you marry?

Two younger boys were sitting on a bench watching the grown-ups dance at a wedding reception, when the younger of the two boys, deep in thought, asks the other boy, “How many women can a man marry?” Right away the other boy answers, “Sixteen.”
“Sixteen!? Wow, how do you know that?” the younger boy asks.

“Didn’t you hear the preacher when he was talking? All you have to do is add it up,” the older boy says.

“Four better, Four worse, Four richer, Four poorer.”

Wedding Nightmares

How do Native American boys get their names?

One day a young Native American boy is helping his father make arrows. The boy seems deep in thought when he looks up and asks slowly, “Dad… where do children get their names?”

His father replies, “Well son, when the baby is born the father goes outside of the teepee for inspiration to name his child. Usually the first thing the father sees is what the baby is named after. Your brother is Soaring Eagle because that is what I noticed first. And your sister is Dancing Fawn, You see?”

“Why do you ask, Two Dogs F^#king?”