A Republican, in a wheelchair, entered a restaurant one afternoon and > asked the waitress for a cup of coffee. The Republican looked across the > restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus sitting over there?" > > The waitress nodded "yes," so the Republican requested that she give > Jesus a cup of coffee, on him. > > The next patron to come in was a Libertarian, with a hunched back. He > shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down, and asked the waitress for a > cup of hot tea. He also glanced across the restaurant and asked, "Is that > Jesus, over there?" > > The waitress nodded, so the Libertarian asked her to give Jesus a cup of > hot tea, "My treat." > > The third patron to come into the restaurant was a Democrat on crutches. > He hobbled over to a booth, sat down and hollered, "Hey there honey! How's > about gettin' me a cold mug of Miller Lite?" He too looked across the > restaurant and asked, "Isn't that God's boy over there? > > The waitress nodded, so the Democrat directed her to give Jesus a cold > beer. "On my bill," he said loudly. > > As Jesus got up to leave, he passed by the Republican, touched him > and said, "For your kindness, you are healed." The Republican felt the > strength come back into his legs, got up, and danced a jig out the door. > > Jesus passed by the Libertarian, touched him and said, "For your > kindness, you are healed." The Libertarian felt his back straightening up > and he raised his hands, praised the Lord, and did a series of back flips > out the door. > > Then, Jesus walked towards the Democrat, just smiling. > > The Democrat jumped up and yelled, "Don't touch me .. I'm collecting > disability." >
on December 7, 2010, 7:04 pm