And does anyone know where God
lives? Asked the Sunday School teacher
In our bathroom said a little boy in the front row.
What on earth makes you say that? Asked the teacher.
Well, replied the lad, every morning my Dad thumps on the door
and shouts. God, are you still in there.
A small boy was taken to see an
exhibition of abstract art at the Tate Gallery. His mother
pointed to one painting and said, that is supposed to be a man on
a horse.
And the little boy said, well, why isnt it.
A small boy in the East End of
London had been away from school for a couple of days. On his
return his teacher asked him where he had been. My dad got burnt,
he said.
Oh Im sorry, said the teacher. Was it serious?
And the boy answered, well they dont muck about at the
crematorium. Miss.
A devout rabbi, deeply engrossed in
his meditations, had a vision in which he imagined that he saw
God himself.
You look worried, said God. Is anything the matter?
Oh God its my son, the rabbi said. Hes about to
become Christian!
And God Said, Your son!