Minister on a train

[jgcunningham]

A minister is riding on a train one day. The conductor comes through the car very quickly, calling out, "Is there a priest on board? A Catholic priest?"

The minister starts to speak but decides not to, since it was a Catholic priest that was requested. The conductor leaves but comes through again, calling out, "Is there an Anglican priest on board? An Anglican priest?"

Before the minister can speak, the conductor leaves the car. A minute later, the conductor comes through the car again. "A rabbi? Is there a rabbi on board today? Please?"

The minister stands and says, "Maybe I can help. I'm a minister."

The conductor looks the minister up and down then asks, "Are you? What kind?"

"A Baptist. Does someone need a man of God? I can help, no matter what."

"No," the conductor says. "You'll do no good. We need someone with a corkscrew."

[CDNSushi]

Lol! Reminds of this ol' one:

Q- Why shouldn't you ever go fishing with less than 2 Baptists?

A- Cause if you go with just one, he'll drink all your beer.

[jgcunningham]

It also reminds me of this one:

What's the difference between a Methodist and a Baptist?

The Methodist will actually speak to you if you see him in a liquor store.

[Tobus]

That reminds me of another one:

The Baptist and Methodist churches were across the street from each other. One Sunday morning, the Baptist minister was preaching his usual hellfire and damnation about the evils of alcohol. He got so fired up, he was yelling at the top of his lungs, "we should march around the town, gathering up all the liquor we can find, and go dump it in the river!"

About that time, he paused for breath and you could hear the Methodists across the street singing, "Shall we gather at the river!"

[Lyle1]

Reminds me of:

A priest and a gentleman were sharing a compartment on a European train on a hot summer day before AC was common. The priest was wearing his black cassock and the gentleman, a nice suite. The gentleman took off his jacket, looked at the priest and said, "I bet you wish you could do that." The priest excused himself, and returned a few minutes later, carrying his pa*ts over his arm. He looked at the gentleman and said, "And I be you wish you could do that!"