There is a senior missionary here who related the following story. I dont know if it is true or not, as this particular missionary tells a lot of things that arent true. He is a bona fide leg-puller.
It was Fast Sunday. The congregation participated, each in his own way. Some bore testimonies from the pulpit, others gained strength from those audibly borne. It came time for the meeting to end when a sister jumped up and walked quickly to the pulpit. As she proceeded with her testimony, she became a little weepy. She did the little hand flutter thing and wiped away a tear or two. In closing, she apologized in a shaky voice for being such a big boob, but couldnt help it. Then she returned to her seat in the congregation.
The bishop got up to close the meeting. His first comment was directed toward this weepy member, "That's alright, Sister ......., my counselors and I like big boobs."
It was just seconds till he realized what he had said and he was embarassed.
3 comments:
FUNNY
that's gotta be Bro. Udall.
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