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September 03, 2004


A bishop of a small town is dying. He sends for the local Plumber and the lawyer to sit by him, during his last few hours.

The whole town is shocked, none more than the two. For the Bishop was always their loudest and most vehement critic.

But the holy man has called, and so they heed. Sitting by him, helping him, in these last few moments of his life.

The bishop begins to wheeze, and is coughing. Here it comes, finally. Death. But just before he goes under, the plumber blurts out the question that's on his and the lawyer's mind. "Father, why us, when there are so many people in the town who are more pious than us"

The bishop, amidst coughs, replies "Jesus gave up his life between two thieves. I wish to do the same." And dies.

Posted by Peskie at September 3, 2004 12:00 PM