She said "Fine... How much does it cost to acquire a church singing group?"
Because they cantaloupe.
But I do drink religiously...
Thots and prayers
Young man, you need to repaint and thin no more.
Turns out it was organ failure.
You sit in your own pew.
This youth pastor is usually very humble, but once he stands on pulpit, he gets proud.
I think it’s his Altar ego
He says to the priest, "Forgive me Father, for I have sined."
They don’t have any organs.
I probably shouldn't go around calling myself a proud cross dresser.
Because they could elope.
***Pew***berty, in other words.
For Christ's saké !
He asked, "do you mean a choir?"
I said, "OK, fine, then how much does it cost to acquire a church singing group?"
A painter is desperate and bids low for a contract to paint the outside of a church. He figures he could still make a profit by adding water to the paint. He wins the contract.
He goes out one sunny day and after a long day's work, he finishes. Thunder cracks and the rain washes away the paint. A voice from the sky booms, "Repaint and thin no more!"
They don't have any organs.
It’s quite the CoNunDrum
Have you accepted cheeses as your lord and saviour?
Massively Multiprayer Online
Always proud to be an organ donor.
She's nun of my business.
Mostly because they shit everywhere...but also because of their their fowl language.
Me: well; someone has to pay the devil’s dues
Friend: damn it.
Have you accepted cheeses as your Lord and Savior?
"How much does it cost to get a church-singing group?" the man asks.
The priest replies, "you mean, a choir?"
"Uh, okay, I didn't think that mattered. How much does it cost to acquire a church-singing group?"
They were Church-ill
Is it disorganised?
Because they're insects.
He said "Nope, just counting the seats".
He sits in his own pew.
And they interviewed an applicant named Stan. Stan had no arms due to an accident so the hiring manager asked how he would ever be able to do the job.
"I'll show you",said Stan.
They walked up flight after flight of stairs to the Bell tower all the while the manager wondered how Stan would ever be able to do the job. His questions were soon answered when after reaching the Bell tower, Stan took off running striking the bell face first. Gooong goes the bell. Stan picks himself up, takes off running face first at the bell, Gooong.
"Hold, on. You'll hurt yourself."
"I'm tough," said Stan, " "and I really needed this job"
"Ok," said the manager, leaving Stan to do the job.
All day the bell rang on the hour correctly and the manager thought too soon that he had misjudged Stan. Finally, at six in the evening there were only three gongs, then a commotion. Going out to see what was going on he found Stan dead on the street below. Apparently he had become disoriented from head trauma and missed the bell entirely falling to the street below.
"Who was this man, Who was he?" asked the crowd.
Not wanting to admit liability for the accident, the manager said "I don't know."
"But his face sure rings a bell"
You sit in your pew.