Flood

A minister is making his way down a flooded road after a night of torrential rain. Suddenly he sees a parishioner’s head sticking out of a large puddle. He stops his car and asks the man if he needs a lift. ‘No thanks,’ says the man. ‘I’m on my bike.’

 

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