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            Saturday, July 12, 2014


              HYMN # 365   





This is too funny - but I suspect the minister didn't appreciate it.

A minister was completing a temperance sermon. With great emphasis he said, 'If I had all the beer in the world, I'd take it and pour it into the river.'

With even greater emphasis he said, 'And if I had All the wine in the world, I'd take it and pour it into the river.'

And then finally, shaking his fist in the air, he Said, 'And if I had all the  whiskey in the world, I'd take it and pour it into the river.'

Sermon complete, he sat down...

The choir leader stood very cautiously and announced, with a smile (nearly laughing), 'For our closing song, Let us sing Hymn #365, 'Shall We Gather at the River.'

See you in a camper down by the river!
Bring your own glass!



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Half the congregation wondered if his kidneys could handle that.
 
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"If the ocean was whiskey, and I was a duck...I'd dive to the bottom and never come up!"
 
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Whiskey, Rye Whiskey!
Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds, and I know you of old. Robbed my poor pockets of a silver and gold.
Whiskey, Rye Whiskey!
 
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Jack of Diamonds Jack of Diamonds you robber of old You robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold.
Rye whiskey I cry. If whiskey don't kill me I'll live til I die.
 
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