Miss Bea, the church organist, was in her eighties and had never been
married. She was much admired for her sweetness and kindness to all.
One afternoon the pastor came to call on her and she showed him
into her quaint sitting room. She invited him to have a seat while she
prepared tea. As he sat facing her old pump organ, the young minister
noticed cut glass bowl sitting on top of it, filled with water. In
the water floated, of all things, a condom!
When she returned with tea and scones, they began to chat. The
pastor tried to stifle his curiosity about the bowl of water and its
strange floater, but soon it got the better of him and he could no longer
resist.
"Miss Bea," he said, "I wonder if you would tell me about this?"
pointing to the bowl.
"Oh, yes," she replied, "isn't it wonderful?
I was walking downtown a few months ago and I found this little
package on the ground. The directions said to place it on the organ, keep
it wet, and it would prevent the spread of disease. And you know I
haven't had a cold all winter!"
married. She was much admired for her sweetness and kindness to all.
One afternoon the pastor came to call on her and she showed him
into her quaint sitting room. She invited him to have a seat while she
prepared tea. As he sat facing her old pump organ, the young minister
noticed cut glass bowl sitting on top of it, filled with water. In
the water floated, of all things, a condom!
When she returned with tea and scones, they began to chat. The
pastor tried to stifle his curiosity about the bowl of water and its
strange floater, but soon it got the better of him and he could no longer
resist.
"Miss Bea," he said, "I wonder if you would tell me about this?"
pointing to the bowl.
"Oh, yes," she replied, "isn't it wonderful?
I was walking downtown a few months ago and I found this little
package on the ground. The directions said to place it on the organ, keep
it wet, and it would prevent the spread of disease. And you know I
haven't had a cold all winter!"