Brewmaniac

A pastor walked into a neighborhood pub that was hopping with music and

dancing. Every now and than the lights would go out followed by an eruption

of cheer from the crowd. When somebody noticed the pastor however, the

revelry stopped and the room got very quiet.



Feeling awkward and out of place, the pastor went to the bartender and


asked, "May I please use the restroom?"



The bartender replied, "I really don't think you should."



"For heavens sake, why not?"



"Well, there is a large statue of a woman in there, and I'm afraid it would

offend you, being a man of the cloth and all. She is only wearing a fig leaf

over her......."



"Nonsense," said the pastor, "I'll just look the other way."



And still feeling very self-conscious in the quiet room he entered the men's

room.



After a few minutes he emerged and the whole place was filled with music and

dancing again, and everyone was giving him an enthusiastic round of



applause. Several patrons came to him, slapped him on the back, put their

arms around his shoulders, and led him to the bar where he was presented

with a cold drink, on the house.



"I don't understand," the bewildered pastor whispered to the bartender,

"What happened?"



"They know you're one of us now," the bartender replied.



"How?"




The bartender grinned and slid another drink to him. "When the fig leaf on

the statue is lifted, all the lights go out."

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