Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Bayi's Story: Sex and the Sabbath

A man wonders if having sex on the Sabbath is a sin because he is not sure if sex is work or play.

He asks a priest for his opinion on this question.

The priest says after consulting the Bible, "My son, after an exhaustive search I am positive sex is work and is not permitted on Sundays."

The man thinks: " What does a priest know of sex?"

He goes to a minister...a married man, experienced, for the answer. He receives the same reply. Sex is work and not for the Sabbath!

Not pleased with the reply, he seeks out the ultimate authority: a man of knowledge...A Rabbi.

The Rabbi ponders the question and states," My son, sex is definitely play."

The man replies, "Rabbi, how can you be so sure when so many others tell me sex is work?!"

The Rabbi softly speaks," If sex were work...my wife would have the maid do it."

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

no wonder biniku let the maid out on sundays & plays by herself !

EdiÁ•ě said...

that dont answer y the others thinks is work!

Anonymous said...

I wonder when work is going to be so much that they are going to let the Chinese maids in! :)

Anonymous said...

If I have the permission to employ a beautiful chinese maid, then i will have to convince her that sex is actually work.

Anonymous said...

...and the contract will be at least 10 years!

Jefus said...
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Jefus said...

Mildred, the church gossip, and self-appointed monitor of the church's morals, kept sticking her nose into other people's business.

Several members did not approve of her extra- curricular activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.

She made a mistake, however, when she accused Frank, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his old pickup parked in front of the town's only bar one afternoon.


She emphatically told Frank (and several others) that every one seeing it there would know what he was doing!

Frank, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just turned and walked away. He didn't explain, defend, or deny.
He said nothing..



Later that evening, Frank quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred's house ... Walked home ... .and left it there all night.

(You gotta love Frank!)