Church Roof
We had not long moved in to a house in a nice little village, when the local vicar came knocking on the door. Our dad (who makes Richard Dawkins look like an arch deacon) answers, and there's the vicar rattling the collection tin for the church roof.....

Dad says 'the church roof eh? I'll just get my wallet'. He then pulls out a 50 pound note and puts it in the tin.

Vicar: 'What a wonderful donation, Mr. Blumpy! I trust we'll see you in church on Sunday?'

Dad: 'No you won't - I'm not religious'

Vicar: 'I must say, that's a generous gift for a non-churchgoer'

Dad: 'I like to keep the churches in good order - keeps you fuckers where I know where to find you!'

Dad reckons fifty quid was well worth it, not to be bothered by the church again.
(Lord Blumpy is mildly off-topic on, Fri 12 Dec 2008, 18:46, 5 replies)

Clickworthy!
Clickworthy & chuckleworthy! Nice one your Dad!
( Vambo, Fri 12 Dec 2008, 19:06, closed)

there's no such thing
as a fifty pound note

is there?
(CannedLaughter, Fri 12 Dec 2008, 19:48, closed)

^
They don't hand them out to peasants :)
(Lord Blumpy is mildly off-topic on, Fri 12 Dec 2008, 20:39, closed)

Excellent
A click for your dad and his sound logic.
(BrainSurgerysFun, Fri 12 Dec 2008, 21:58, closed)

...
Did this not mean they came back every time they needed cash?

then again I am reminded of a story about a golden egg...
(Gazebo will eat you on, Wed 17 Dec 2008, 16:25, closed)