One evening,after a satisfying meal of gandules con arroz y chorizo with liberal quantities of merlot and port I was taking a constitutional around my ponds when I saw descending a rather odd shaped object which landed on the turf-covered side acre with lights dimly flashing,no sound though.

After my initial shock a portion of this craft opened and I was greeted with a small fellow with large eyes carrying a book under his arm.

Having no fear of the unknown,since categorically,what you don't understand doesn't frighten you I asked this odd apparition"who are you?" "I am the Father"it replied.

I then inquired"where are the Son and the Holy Ghost?"

After what seemed an eternity it replied,in an embarrassed tone"uhhh,they're in Baltimore"

I am not a religious man but it's things like this that make one take stock and think...................................

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