Thursday, December 13, 2007

Children of Satan

Josh was hurrying out of a business meeting. Absorbed in the recently-concluded discussion, he did not realize that the sidewalk was covered in fresh snow. Before he knew it, he lost control of his balance and slipped.
Just before landing on the pavement, he was spotted by a kind passerby who ran out of nowhere, grabbed him, and helped him regain his balance.
“Thank you so much!” Josh thanked his savior.
“My pleasure,” said the man, and he waved his hand goodbye.
As the man’s hand was raised, Josh noticed an interesting pin attached to his jacket’s inside pocket which read: The house of the children of Satan.
“Excuse me sir,” Josh turned to the stranger.
“May I ask you a question?”
“Sure!”
“Are you a member of the children of Satan?”
“Yes I am!”
“BBBBBut you are so nice….!”
“Oh, I’m not religious….”