Sounds familiar.........

[Guest guest]

The bartender was washing his glasses, when an elderly Irishman came in.

With great difficulty, the Irishman hoisted his bad leg over the

barstool, pulled himself up painfully, and asked for a sip of Irish

whiskey. The Irishman looked down the bar and said, "Is that Jesus down

there?" The bartender nodded, so the Irishman told him to give Jesus an

Irish whiskey, too. The next patron to come in was an ailing Italian

with a hunched back, who moved very slow. He shuffled up to the barstool

and asked for a glass of Chianti. He also looked down the bar and asked

if that was Jesus sitting at the end of the bar. The bartender nodded,

so the Italian said to give him a glass of Chianti, too. The third

patron to enter the bar was a redneck, who swaggered into the bar and

hollered, "Barkeep, set me up a cold one! Hey, is that God's Boy down

there?" The barkeep nodded, so the redneck told him to give Jesus a cold

one, too. As Jesus got up to leave, he walked over to the Irishman and

touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed!" The Irishman

felt the strength come back to his leg, so he got up and danced a jig

out the door. Jesus touched the Italian and said, "For your kindness,

you are healed!" The Italian felt his back straighten, so he raised his

hands above his head and did a flip out the door. Jesus walked toward

the redneck, but the redneck jumped back and exclaimed, "Don't touch me!

I'm drawing disability!"