A delightful, angelic little boy, Johnny was waiting for his mom outside the ladies’ room of the gas station:
A man approached him and asked.
“Sonny, can you tell me where the Post Office is?”
The little Johnny cheerily replied.
“Sure, mister! Just go down this street two blocks and turn left. It’s on the right. You can’t miss it.”
The man thanked the boy kindly, complimented him on how bright he was and said.
“I’m the new pastor in town. If you and your mommy come to church on Sunday I’ll show you how to get to Heaven!”
The little Johnny replied with a chuckle.
“You’re sh*tting me, right? You can’t even find the Post Office!”
