“Two Catholic nuns were driving down a country road when they ran out of gas.
They walked to a farmhouse and a farmer gave them some gasoline, but the only
container he had was an old bedpan. The nuns were happy to take whatever they
were offered and returned to their car.
As they were pouring the gasoline from the bedpan into the tank of their car, a
Protestant minister drove by. He stopped, rolled down his window and said,
‘Excuse me, Sisters, I’m not of your religion, but I couldn’t help admiring your faith!’”
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