A man is stopped on the streets of Ulster by an armed man, and this was the bad old days when you looked over your shoulder, were careful what neighborhoods you visited and moved along smartly.
He had wandered into a strange neighborhood.
The man with the gun demands to know, “Are you Catholic or Protestant?”
The stopped man stammers, “Why ... I, I, I’m an atheist!”
The armed man hesitates and then asks, “Sure you are. All right then. Are you a Protestant atheist or a Catholic atheist?”
Ha! Pretty good. I heard it this way though:
A man is stopped on the streets of Ulster by an armed man, and this was the bad old days when you looked over your shoulder, were careful what neighborhoods you visited and moved along smartly.
He had wandered into a strange neighborhood.
The man with the gun demands to know, “Are you Catholic or Protestant?”
The stopped man stammers, “Why ... I, I, I’m Jewish”
The armed man hesitates and then says “Praise be to Allah! I’ve found the only one in Ulster!”