Reverend Flapps

[jonthebhoy]

The Reverend John Flapps was the pastor of a small town church

in Ireland . One day he was walking down the High Street and he

noticed a young lady of his congregation sitting in a pub

drinking beer.

The Reverend wasn't happy. He walked through the open

door of the pub and sat down next to the woman. 'Mrs

Fitzgerald,' he said sternly. 'This is no place for a member

of my congregation. Why don't you let me take you home?' 'Sure,'

she said with a slur, obviously very drunk.

When Mrs Fitzgerald stood up from the bar, she began to weave

back and forth.

The Reverend realized that she'd had far too much to drink and

grabbed her arms to steady her. When he did, they both lost

their Balance and tumbled to the floor.

After rolling around for a few moments, the Reverend wound up

on top of Mrs. Fitzgerald, her skirt hiked up to her waist.

The pub landlord looked over and said, 'Oi Mate, we won't have

any of that carrying on in this pub.'

The Reverend looked up at the landlord and said, 'But you

don't understand, I'm Pastor Flapps.' The landlord nodded and

said,

'Oh well, if you're that far in, you might as well finish.'

[Demsey]

I know this pub, the landlord is Mssr. Bodge.

True story this.