There were three little boys who were pals, but the other kids in the neighborhood wouldn't play with them because they weren't baptized. So they set out to find a church to get baptized in.
First church they came to, they walked right in. Nobody was there but the janitor, but they didn't know that. They asked him if he could baptize them, and he said sure, and took them to the washroom and dunked their heads in the toilet.
Kids come out, they're walking along, and they realize they never asked what kind of church it was. "Well, it wasn't the Baptists, because they dunk," said one. "And it wasn't the Methodists, because they sprinkle," said the second. "Well," said the third, "did you smell that water? It had to be the 'Piscopalians."
hahahaha! No, I had not heard that one before. :-) Episcopal jokes crack me up... During my last year and a half as a Piskie, I hung around with some traditional-leaning seminarians who told joke after joke about their denomination. One sem said that seminary life and the ordination process was like a soap opera: The Gays of Our Lives.