After all, if we can't laugh at ourselves, who can we laugh at?
I'll start: (this one is for the Immaculate Conception crowd)
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Jesus is standing between an angry Jewish mob and a sobbing adulteress.
Jesus: "Let he among you who has not sinned cast the first stone."
There is a moment of silence as the people in the mob cast their eyes downward. They begin dropping their stones to the ground, and turning away. Then someone from the middle of the crowd lobs a stone up over Jesus' head—it hits the woman squarely in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her.
Jesus (indignantly): "Mom!"
I'll start: (this one is for the Immaculate Conception crowd)
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Jesus is standing between an angry Jewish mob and a sobbing adulteress.
Jesus: "Let he among you who has not sinned cast the first stone."
There is a moment of silence as the people in the mob cast their eyes downward. They begin dropping their stones to the ground, and turning away. Then someone from the middle of the crowd lobs a stone up over Jesus' head—it hits the woman squarely in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her.
Jesus (indignantly): "Mom!"