A story from the life of a great Baptist preacher:
I was walking down the road one day when I crossed a bridge. A man was standing on it, looking as if he was about to jump off. Being a minister, I went to him to talk:
Me: Why are you going to kill yourself?
Him: I have nothing to live for!
Me: Sure you do! Are you religious or atheist?
Him: Religious!
Me: Me too! Are you Christian or a filthy heathen?
Him: Christian!
Me: Me too! Protestant or Catholic?
Him: Protestant!
Me: Me too! Methodist or Baptist?
Him: Baptist!
Me: Me too! Southern Baptist or Independent Baptist?
Him: Independent Baptist!
Me: Me too! Independent Baptist Church of God or Independent Baptist Church of Christ?
Him: Independent Baptist Church of God!
Me: Me too! Independent Baptist Church of God, Reformation of 1876, or Independent Baptist Church of God, Reformation of 1877?
Him: Independent Baptist Church of God, Reformation of 1877!
...and with that I yelled "DIE, HERETIC SCUM!" and pushed him to his death. They got it all wrong in 1877.
A rabbi, a Thelemic priestess, and a Catholic priest all went fishing one day. They're in the middle of the lake, when suddenly the rabbi realizes he forgot his lunch back on the shore. He hops out of the boat, walks across the lake, gets his lunch, and brings it back.
A little bit later, the priestess realizes she'd left her cigarettes on the shore. She also hops out of the boat, walks across the lake, gets her pack of Newports, and brings it back.
The priest, puzzled by this, but sure that he must have the same level of faith as the other two, declares that he also left something on shore. He hops out of the boat, and plunges into the water, then desperately swims to shore.
The rabbi turns to the priestess and asks, "Should we have told him about the rocks?"
The priestess smiles, amused, and asks, "What rocks?"
I'll be here all week folks! Remember to tip your bartender, and that there's a two-drink minimum!