The Meenister’s Log
At University, one of my fellow-students was from Sierra Leone. Leslie was the loveliest man imaginable with a gentle humour and a kindly demeanour.
Once when two or three of us were walking back to our Halls from lectures, he kept us amused with stories from home.
One of them was about a conference where the air-conditioning broke down.
The speaker battled on manfully, but was perspiring heavily and sweat was blurring his eyes.
He went into his trouser pocket to get a handkerchief to mop his face, but instead pulled out…… and Leslie started giggling and could barely get the words out: “he pulled out a pair of lady’s knickers!”
He could barely ride his bike for laughing. “Lady’s knickas!!
Which brings me to this story:
Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.
“In honor of this holy season” Saint Peter said, “You must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.”
The first man fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. “It represents a candle”, he said.
“You may pass through the pearly gates” Saint Peter said.
The second man reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, “They’re bells.”
Saint Peter said “You may pass through the pearly gates”.
The third man started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of women’s panties.
St. Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, “And just what do those symbolize?”
The man replied, “These are Carols.”
And So The Christmas Season