'FunnyYou Should Say That!'



 

On these pages we publish  jokes, cartoons and oddities,  with a Christian connection, as well as a few that aren't religious, but which caught the website manager's fancy. Apologies are unreservedly offered to any individual or publication we have not been able to trace and acknowledge or who would have preferred not to share the joke with a wider public. Apologies likewise tendered to those who are not amused by what they read or see, or who may find any item not entirely politically correct. No apologies to those who feel that a Church website is no place for such things - we are happy to believe that God has a sense of humour, otherwise he would not have created the human race, let alone the people of Saint Faith's in general and the website manager in particular. It goes without saying that any perceived bias or incorrect thinking contained or implied by these various offerings in no way reflects the views of our church or any of its members... although many of them share this writer's unreconstructed sense of humour.

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405 December 26th, 2013
The Very Sod?


The Oldie again



404 December 25th, 2013

Keeping up with the Carpenters?


 

The Oldie



403  December 20th, 2013
Happy Hacking

   
                        


                  

                                                                                       402 December 16th, 2013
                                                      Church on the Rebound







































The Oldie, December 2013
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                                                                401 November 23rd, 2013

                                                          Searching for God

                           



                                                   
400 November 18th, 2013

                            'More Tea, Vicar?'


                                               

                                                                               The Oldie


                                                      399  October 30th, 2013
                                   Would you Adam and Eve it!


A Sunday School teacher was teaching how God created everything, including human beings. One little boy seemed especially intent when she explained how Eve was created out of one of Adam's ribs.

Later in the week his mother noticed him lying down as though he were ill, and she asked him what was the matter.

The little lad explained worriedly: 'I have a pain in my side.I think I'm going to have a wife.'

Thanks to St Peter's, Formby, Church magazine. 


                                                

                                                      398  October 30th, 2013
                                           Snipping the Squirrel


There were five houses of religion in a small American town: the Presbyterian Church, the Baptist Church, the Methodist Church, the Roman Catholic Church nad the Jewish Synagogue. Each of their places of worship was overrun with pesky squirrels.

One day, the Presbyterian Church called a meeting to decide what to do about the squirrels. After much prayer and consideration they determined that the squirrels were predestined to be there and they shouldn't interfere with God's divine will.

In the Baptist Church the squirrels had taken up habitation in the baptistry. The deacons met and decided to put a cover on the baptistry and drown the squirrels in it. The squirrels escaped somehow and there were twice as many there the next week. 

The Methodist Church got together and decided that they were not in a position to harm any of God's creation. So they humanely trapped the squirrels and set them free a few miles outside of town. Three days later, the squirrels were back.

The Catholic Church came up with the best and most effective Christian solution. They baptized the squirrels and registered them as members of the church. Now they only see them at Christmas and Easter.

And what about the Jewish synagogue? Not much was heard about them, but rumour has it that they took one squirrel and had a short initiation service of circumcision and they haven't seen a squirrel on the property since.

Internet circulation via an anonymous friend!



397  October 23rd, 2013
Grave Matters


The Oldie once more (who else?)



396  October 19th, 2013
Heavenly Pleasures...?



The Oldie again



395  October 17th, 2013
'With this ringtone I thee wed...'

The Oldie


394  September 24th, 2013
'Think I'll go and Eat Worms...'


The vicar decided that a visual demonstration would add emphasis to his Sunday sermon. Four worms were placed into four separate jars.
 The first worm was put into a container of alcohol. The second worm was put into a container of cigarette smoke.
The third worm was put into a container of chocolate syrup. The fourth worm was put into a container of good clean soil. 

At the conclusion of the sermon, the Minister reported the following results: The first worm in alcohol . . . dead.
The second worm in cigarette smoke . . . dead. Third worm in chocolate syrup . . . dead. Fourth worm in good clean soil . . . alive.

 So the vicar asked his congregation, "What did you learn from this demonstration?" 

There was silence, until one farmer at the back hazarded: "As long as you drink, smoke and eat chocolate, you won't have worms?"



393  September 19th, 2013
An Offer You Can't Refuse?

The Oldie



392  September 16th, 2013
Veil of Secrecy



Daily Telegraph, September16th, 2013



391 August 22nd, 2013

 Divine Drivers?

The Oldie, August 2013


                                                                              390  August 12th, 2013

Must be Nuts


On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old walnut tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.


'One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me,' said one boy. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence.

Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, 'One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me...'

He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.

'Come here quick,' said the boy, 'you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord Jesus are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls!'

The man said, 'Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk.' When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery. Standing by the fence they heard, 'One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me.'

The old man whispered, 'Boy, you've been telling me the truth. Let's see if we can see the Lord! Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.

At last they heard, 'One for you, one for me. That's all. Now  let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll be done...’

They say the old man had the lead for a good half-mile before the kid on the bike passed him..

Thanks to Fiona Whalley

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                                                                          389  July 29th, 2013

 It's a Piece of Cake
                   

Matt, Daily Telegraph, July 27th, 2013

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                              388  July 28th, 2013

         Right on the Money?

                      Matt, Daily Telegraph, July 26th

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                                387 July 25th, 2013

         By Hook or by Crook                                                     The Oldie

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                          386 July 14th, 2013
  All White Before the Night


The minister was unhappy with the run-down look of his chapel, and decided one Saturday to give it an external face-lift. His bright idea was to paint the exterior as a surprise for his Sunday congregation.

He set to with a will, only to discover that he had nowhere near enough paint to emulsion the walls. So he rushed out and bought copious quantities of thinner and managed to finish the job before nightfall.

Sadly, there was an unexpected downpour overnight and when the minister emerged he found that most of his handiwork had been washed away. He looked up to heaven and uttered a silent prayer for guidance.

Back came a mighty voice: 'My son, repaint and thin no more!'

(and again!)




385 July 11th

Bread of Heaven?

                                                                     
                                                                        A man was amazed when one morning a piece of toast popped up from his toaster with what was clearly the face of Jesus burnt into it.

                                                                        Excited, and wanting to share the good news, he rushed next door to his Indian neighbour.

                                                                        The man took one look at it and said, 'I can't believe it's not Buddha!'

 (Ditto)



384 July 10th
Holy in One


Two men were enjoying a round of golf when along the road at the end of the course a funeral cortege slowly passed. One of the men put down his putter, bowed his head and crossed himself reverently.

When the last car had passed, his companion said: 'Well I am really impressed. You don't see that sort of respect much these days.'

'It's the least I could do,' replied the first man. 'She was always a good wife to me.'

('Vicars telling jokes'  BBC Four)

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383 June 13th
Mum's the Word





382 May 29th, 2013
Ring Any Bells.....?


Dennis made a bit of a meal of the church notices

St Gargoyle's, Church Times

 
381 May 11th, 2013
Worth a Try...?






380 March 26th, 2013
The Polite Protest






379 March 17th, 2013
The Supreme Septuagenarian?



Sunday Telegraph today


378 March 16th, 2013
For Better... for Worse?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Daily Telegraph, 16th March


377  March 14th, 2013
Habemus Fiat?

                                                                                                                                                     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     Daily Telegraph, March 14th  


   
                                                                                                                                          376 March 7th, 2013
                                                                                  Cardinal Errors?



'Private Eye', courtesy of Denis Griffiths



375 February 23rd, 2013
Just the Ticket?


Just as the traffic warden's coffin was being lowered into its final resting place, there came a loud knocking from within.

'Let me out! Let me out! I'm not dead,' a muffled voice shouted.

The priest bent down to the coffin, and with a sharp intake of breath said,

'Sorry my son, it's too late. I've done the paperwork...'



374 February 16th, 2013
Holy Smoke!

 


373 February 7th, 2013
A Marriage made in Heaven?

 

372 February 1st, 2013
Now You're Tolkien?


 


                                                                    

371 Feast of the Epiphany, 2013
Very Wise Men?

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370  January 2nd, 2013

Returning the Compliment



369  December 29th, 2012

Baby Boom




368  December 23rd, 2012
Sick of Advent?





367  December 21st. 2012
Shop until you Drop Him


                                                                                                                                                                                                      

                                                                                                                                                                     


                                                                                                                                                                      366 December 17th, 2012
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                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Back with the ever-reliable Matt!


                                                                                                                                                                    365  December 16th, 2012
                                                                                                                                                                 Put a sock in it...?


This one from 'The Oldie'



364   December 13th,
2012
Carry on Camping


Daily Telegraph



363 December 11th, 2012
Very Modern Nativity


Daily Telegraph




362  November 30th, 2012
Publish and be Damned?


Daily Telegraph



361   November 26th, 2012
A Joke out of the Ark...


Daily Telegraph




360   November 24th, 2012

No Glossing over it with Matt!


Who else but Matt?




359 23rd November, 2012
Just Time for a Tweet?



'The Oldie' - once more



358 November 20th, 2012

Fashion Statement for Synod?



Matt, Daily Telegraph, 20 November (the day of that vote!)



357 November 17th, 2012
Hanging in there...



The Oldie - where else?



356 November 15th, 2012
Masking his Disappointment?


The|Oldie calendar




335 November 9th, 2012

Justin Time...?



Matt, Daily Telegraph today - topical as ever...





334 October 31st, 2012
Batty Priests

                              

                                 ‘Now, we’re just going into church,’ said the Sunday School teacher to her children.

                                        ‘Can anyone tell me why we have to be very quiet?’

                                        ‘Because they’re asleep,’ answered a child.




333 October 30th, 2012
Batty Priests


Three clergy, while having a drink in the pub one evening, were discussing the problem each of them had with bats in their churches.

The first said he had tried to entice them out but it had not worked. There were still hundreds of them in his belfry.

The second explained that a pest control company had been brought in but nothing had changed. There were still bats everywhere.

Then the third priest spoke up. "I've got rid of all mine," he said.

"How on earth have you done that?" the other two asked eagerly.

"I just baptised and confirmed them all," he replied, "and I never saw them again."



332 October 28th, 2012
Coming to Heal?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Original cartoon by Johnjo Knipe, with thanks to John Crooke   


                                                                                                                                                                   
                                                                                                                                                                    331 October 26th, 2012
                                                                                                            It's Good to Talk...?






330 October 23rd, 2012
Let us Prey

A top executive at Nescafe manages to arrange a meeting with the Pope at the Vatican.

 After receiving the Papal blessing, the Nescafe official whispers 'Your Eminence, we have an offer for you. Nescafe is prepared to donate 100 million euros to the Church if you change the Lord's Prayer from 'give us this day our daily bread' to 'give us this day our daily coffee'.

 The Pope responds, 'That is impossible, my son. The prayer is the word of the Lord.  It must not be changed.'

 'Well,' said the Nescafe man, 'we anticipated your reluctance. For this reason we will increase our offer to 300 million euros.'

 'My son, it is still impossible. For the prayer is the word of the Lord and  it must not be changed.'

The Nescafe executive says, 'Your Holiness, we at Nescafe respect your integrity and adherence to the faith, but we do have one final offer. We will  donate €500 million - that's half a billion euros - to the great Roman Catholic    Church if you will just change the Lord's Prayer from 'give us this day our daily bread' to 'give us this day our daily coffee.' Please consider it once more.'  And he leaves, with the Pope deep in thought.

 The next day His Holiness convenes the College of Cardinals.

 'There is some good news,' he announces, 'and some bad news. The good  news is that the Church will soon be the richer by 500 million euros.'

'And the bad news, your Holiness?' asks a Cardinal.

 'We're losing the Hovis account.'

Internet circulation: thanks to Fiona Whalley



329  October 19th, 2012
Surely to God


The Oldie, October 2012




328  October 14th, 2012

Don't Look Now...!



Daily Telegraph, 'Sign Language' feature: seen in New Mexico, USA




327  September 28th, 2012

Just What You Need...?

The Sunday School teacher had just concluded her lesson and wanted to make sure she had made her point.

She said, “Can anyone tell me what you must do before you can obtain forgiveness of sin?”

There was a short pause and then, from the back of the room, a small boy spoke up. "Sin?
"

With thanks to St Mary's, Davyhulme, Manchester




326  September 8th, 2012
The Poverty Habit



'The Oldie' again




325  August 23rd, 2012
Harvest Direct


The Oldie, September 2012 issue




324  August 18th, 2012

Until the Cows come Home...


Some basic laws of economics


Socialism: You have 2 cows and you give one to your neighbour.
Communism: You have 2 cows; the Government takes both and gives you some milk,

Bureaucratism: You have 2 cows; the Government takes both, shoots one, milks the other and throws the rniik away.
Capitalism: You have 2 cows. You sell one and buy a bull. Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the income.
An American Corporation: You have 2 cows. You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows. Later, you hire a consultant to analyse why the cow dropped dead.

A French Corporation: You have 2 cows. You go on strike because you want three cows.
Japanese Corporation: You have 2 cows. You redesign them so they are 1/10 the size of an ordinary cow and produce 20 times the milk. You create a clever cow cartoon image called Cowkimon and market them worldwide.
An Italian Corporation: You have 2 cows, but you don't know where they are. You break for lunch.
A Swiss Corporation: You have 5000 cows, none of which belong to you. You charge others for storing them.
Chinese Corporation: You have 2 cows. You have 300 people milking them. You claim full employment, high bovine productivity, and arrest the newsman who reported the numbers.
An Iraqi Corporation: Everyone thinks you have lots of cows. You tell them that you have none. No one believes you and they bomb you. You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of a democracy.
Counter Culture: 'Wow, dig it, like there's these 2 cows, man, grazing in the hemp field. You gotta have some of this milk!'

Surrealism: You have 2 giraffes. The government requires you to take harmonica lessons...
Fatalist: You have 2 doomed cows...

A Greek Corporation:  You had two cows. You borrowed money to buy 10 cows. Now you have no cows, but you owe tax on 100 cows.

Supplied by Rick Walker



324 August 13th, 2012
Holy in One

The vicar was a fanatical golfer. Every chance he could get, he could be found on the golf course swinging away. It was an obsession. One Sunday was a picture-perfect day for golfing. The sun was out, no clouds in the sky, and the temperature was just right. The vicar was in a quandary as to what to do, but shortly, the urge to play golf overcame him. He called his curate to tell him that he was sick and could not make it to church, packed the car up, and drove for three hours to a golf course where no one would recognize him. Happily, he began to play the course.

An angel up above was watching the priest and was quite perturbed. He went to God and said, "Look at that priest, Lord. He should be punished for what he is doing." God nodded in agreement, but said nothing. The preacher teed up on the first hole, swung at the ball, and it sailed effortlessly through the air and landed right in the cup three hundred and fifty yards away - a picture perfect hole-in-one.

The preacher was amazed and excited. The angel, however, was more than a little shocked. He turned to God and said, "Begging Your pardon, but I thought you were going to punish him."

God smiled. "Think about it - who can he tell?"

With thanks to Liz Mackert




323 August 5th, 2012
Preacher In Full Flow?

The vicar prided himself on his spontaneity. He told a friend that he was able to preach on any subject at a moment’s notice. So the friend challenged him to do so the following Sunday and said he would put a piece of paper with the required subject in the pulpit just before the service.


When sermon time came, the vicar mounted the pulpit and found the slip of paper. It said ‘constipation’. Opening the bible, the vicar said. My text this morning is Exodfs, chapter 34. ‘And Moses took the tablets and went up into the mountain.’

From Vicar Joe’s Religious Joke Book





322 July 27th, 2012
The Higgs Boson
(for once, the editor couldn't think of a silly title..)

A group of physicists were attending a particle physics convention and on the Sunday they decided to attend mass at the local church as it was a fine day and there were no lectures.

As they approached the church they were greeted by the priest who engaged them in conversation, asking where they were from and why they were in the town. They explained and then moved towards the church entrance. The priest held up his hand and said “Does each of you have a Higgs Boson?”

“No”, they replied, “Why would we need a Higgs Boson?


“Well you cannot have mass without one” the priest replied.
 
Blame Denis Griffiths!




321 July 24th, 2012

 Brief Encounter...


A Pope and a lawyer arrived at the Pearly Gates at the same time. St Peter welcomed them both and escorted them to their heavenly accommodation.

The lawyer was shown into a glittering en suite penthouse with all mod cons, celestial satellite TV and magnificent view.

The pope was ushered into a tiny one-room bedsit with a lumpy mattress, a tatty old wardrobe and no view whatsoever.

Not suprisingly, he complained. ‘All my life I’ve devoted to God, and cared for his Holy Catholic Church, and brought you customers,’ he cried. ‘Why am I in such a shabby room while that lawyer has the best accommodation in heaven?’

‘Ah well,’ said St Peter. ‘We have lots of popes here, but this is our very first lawyer...!’



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                                  'In the Beginning...'?                                                   

  

                                                                                                                    
                                                           The Oldie, of course                                                              

                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                                                                                                                                                                              


                                                                                                                                                                                319  June 14th
                                                                                                       '...in the Belfry?'

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                                                              Daily Telegraph, June 13th


                                                                                                                                                                                        318  June 5th
                                                                                                   Keep taking the Tablets...


Thanks again to The Oldie


318  June 5th
Shaggy Dog Story

A fundamentalist Christian couple felt it important to own an equally fundamentalist Christian pet. So they went shopping. At a kennel specialising in such things, they found a dog they liked a lot.

When they asked it to fetch the Bible, it did it in a flash. When they asked him to look up Psalm 23, he complied equally rapidly. They were impressed, bought the animal and left.

That night they had friends over. Proud of their fundamentalist dog, they called it in and showed off its skills. The friends were duly impressed, but asked if it could do the usual dog tricks as well.

They hadn’t thought of this but decided to experiment. They called the dog and loudly and clearly pronounced the command, Heel!

Quick as a flash, the dog jumped up, put his paw on the man’s forehead, closed his eyes in concentration, and bowed his head...




                                                                                                                                                                                                                        317  June 4th

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Digging for Victory


An old priest lived alone in New Jersey. He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was hard. Amember of his church, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. So the old priest wrote a letter to his parishioner and described his predicament:

Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a  garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over.  Iknow you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. I remember you in my prayers! Fr Louis

A few days later he received a letter from his parishioner. Dear Fr Louis, Whatever you do, don't dig up that garden. That's where the bodies are buried. Thanks for your prayers.Vinnie

At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up theentire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old priest and left. That same day the old priest received another letter.

Dear Fr Louis, Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances. Vinnie



316  June 1st
Posthumous Polling


The Oldie


315  May 1st
Watch the Birdie...

When walking past his garden, the vicar stopped when he heard the intoning of a prayer. He remembered that his 5-year-old son and his playmates had found a dead robin - and now he realised that they had obviously decided to bury it. Peering over the fence, he saw that they had found a little box, lined it and placed the dead bird in it. They had naturally chosen his son to say the appropriate words, and with sonorous dignity, the boy was intoning his version of what he thought his father always said in church...

'Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the hole he goes. Amen.'

Thanks to Fiona Whalley



314  April 6th
The Waking Word

The bishop was visiting a small town parish to preach at the Sunday morning service.

The next day in the street a non-churchgoer asked one of the faithful whether his visit had made an impact.

‘Well’, came the reply, ‘I’d put it this way. At the end of his sermon there was a great awakening in the congregation.’

Thanks to the magazine of St Peter, Formby





313  April 3rd
Cat and Mouse Game


A cat dies and goes to heaven. God meets him at the gate and says, 'You have been a good cat all these years. You can have anything you desire, all you have to do is ask.’ Well,' said the cat, 'I lived all my life on a farm and had to sleep on hardwood floors. ‘Say no more,' says God and instantly a fluffy pillow appears.

A few days later, six mice are killed in a tragic accident and they go to heaven. God meets them at the gate with the same offer he made to the cat. ‘All our life,' the mice say, 'we've had to run. Cats, dogs, women with brooms have chased us. If we had roller skates, we wouldn't have to run any more.' God says he can take care of it and, instantly, each mouse is fitted with a beautiful pair of tiny roller skates.

A week later God checks on the cat, which is asleep on its pillow. God gently nudges him awake and asks, 'How are you doing? Are you happy here?'

‘Never been happier,’ says the cat, stretching and yawning. 'And those meals on wheels you've been sending over are great!’

Thanks to Margaret McDonald



312  March 30th
Now Hear This...

In a local church on a recent Sunday morning the preacher said, "Anyone with special needs who wants to be prayed over, please come forward to the front by the altar." 

Hearing that, Wayne got in line, and when it was his turn, the preacher asked, "Wayne, what do you want me to pray about for you?"

The lad replied, "Preacher, I need you to pray for help with my hearing."  The preacher put one finger of one hand in Wayne’s ear, placed his other hand on top of the young man’s head, and then  prayed and prayed - and the whole congregation joined in with great enthusiasm.

After a few minutes, the preacher removed his hands, stood back and asked, "Wayne, how is your hearing now?"

"I don't know.  It ain't till next Thursday,"  the lad replied.

Internet circulation: thanks to Fiona Whalley

 
 




311  March 25th
Third Time Unlucky?


'It's good to see you, Mr Jones, but you do realise it isn't Christmas or Easter...?



310  March 22nd
I Name this Dork...



The Oldie




309  March 20th 2012
For Better... for Worse?



Daily Telegraph




308  March 17th 2012
Hiding his Disappointment


Daily Telegraph, March 17th, 2012



307  March 13th 2012
The Allergic Apostle



The Oldie, once more



306  March 10th 2012
The Unwanted 'Witness'?

The Oldie, again 


305  March 9th 2012
The Lisping Vicar...?


The Oldie


304  March 8th 2012
Marriages made in Heaven?