Serving in Pharoah’s Court

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“What do you want?” said I.

No answer, though he tried to open my door, since apparently I wasn’t rolling down the window fast enough.

Finally, when he realized the door was locked and the window as far down as it would go, he gave up and with complete confidence asked whether I was aware of the fact that Jesus’ disciples drove a Honda (the sort of car I was in).

“They did?” I replied, not sure whether I felt more bewildered, shocked, or humored.

“Yes, the disciples all followed him in one accord.” Said the old man. He even gave a reference, which I don’t remember.

“Did you know King David from the Bible drove a motorcycle?” (What!? he has another one?)

“Is that so…”

“He entered the city in triumph, get it? Triumphs are old motorcycles; the Triumph set a land speed record along time ago for two wheels…anyway, here’s another one.”

(me, completely at a loss–is this guy going to try and share the Gospel with me?)

“I bet you didn’t know that Joseph played tennis with Pharoah. Yeah, it’s true, the Bible says that Joseph served in Pharoah’s court…Ok, don’t mean to bore you with cheesy jokes, bye.”

And then he left, no apologies, no sense, no nothing. The kinds of people you meet at a public library…

My wife thinks he was an angel, my bet is he was a retired children’s pastor brittle with senility. Votes please.