A little boy was waiting for his mother to come out of Morrisons Store.
As he waited, he was approached by a man who asked: “Son, can You tell me where the Post Office is?”
The little boy replied: “Sure! Just go straight down this street and at the end turn to your right.”
The man thanked the boy kindly and said, “I’m the new minister in town. I’d like for you to come on Sunday. I’ll show you how to get To Heaven.”
The little boy replied with a chuckle. “Awww, come on.. You don’t even know the way to the Post Office.”
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