Cowboy Joe was telling his fellow cowboys back
on the ranch about his
first visit to a big-city church. „When
I got there, they had me park
my
old truck in the corral,“ Joe
began.
„You mean the parking lot,“ interrupted Charlie, a more
worldly
fellow.
„I walked up the trail to the door,“ Joe continued.
„The sidewalk to the door,“ Charlie corrected him.
„Inside the
door, I was met by this dude,“ Joe went on.
„That would be the
usher,“ Charlie explained.
„Well, the usher led me down the chute,“ Joe
said.
„You mean the aisle,“ Charlie said.
„Then, he led me to a
stall and told me to sit there,“ Joe continued.
„Pew,“ Charlie
retorted.
„Yeah,“ recalled Joe. „That’s what that pretty lady said
when I sat
down
beside her.“
