The Deacon and the Boy
A lady and her son moved in a house next door to a church and the church was next door to the grocery store. So every time the son would pass the church on his way to the store, he could hear the Deacon shouting the phrase, “Open the doors, Open them wide, let the good Lord and the fresh air fly by”.
So this procedure went on for days, then weeks as the little boy became aggitated every time he heard the Deacon shout, “Open the doors, Open them wide, Let the good Lord and the fresh air fly by”. The little boy then said to himself, “If the Deacon says this one more time, I’ll fix him.
The following day, surely as the boy was on his way to the store, he could hear the Deacon shouting that old familiar phrase, “Open the doors, Open them wide, Let the good Lord and the fresh air fly by”. So the boy looked around only to find a nice sized rock-like object, he picked it up and pitched it through the door hitting the Deacon square in the middle of his forehead.
Then the Deacon shouted, “Close the Door, Close them Quick, some Son-of-a-Bitch done pitched a brick!