One of the matrons of the church was cooking a pot of her famous
beans for the church potluck, and her son, Little Johnny, came
running through
the house, BB gun in one hand, and a handful of BBs in the other.
He, of
course, tripped and the BBs, naturally, went right into the pot of
beans.
Thinking it over, Little Johnny could think of no reason why he should
risk punishment, so he said nothing. The dinner went well, and, as
usual, the beans were one of the favorite dishes.
The next day, the church secretary, Mary, called Little Johnny's
mother and said, "Jane, your beans were delicious as usual, but what
did you
put in them this time?" Jane replied, "Nothing new, why do you
ask?"....
"Well," said Mary, "this morning I bent over to feed the cat and shot
the canary."
