Two weeks ago Lisa and I went to the Salt Lake Temple to go through a session there. It was the first time either of us had been there. As we were walking out of the temple, there was an old painting of Joseph and Hyrum Smith. Lisa saw them and whispered, "Oh look! There's Joefus!" I stared at her and then she realized what she had done. She had called the prophet of the restoration "Joefus." She hurriedly whispered, "Don't tell anyone!"
The time has come to tell all. I know in the Old Testament that people who made fun of a prophet or called him names were eaten by bears or struck dumb. You know, some crazy way that God showed them to not mess with His main man on earth. And now my wife is saying these things. You may understand why I've given her a can of bear mace and told her not to talk for a while until things up above have settle down.
Disclaimer: She said "Joefus" because she has an adorable nephew that everyone calls "Joefus." I doubt any of his family even know how to say "Joseph" anymore...
4 comments:
It's the lightning I'd be worried about
well well well, look at this.....look like i'm going to have to scratch 'secret keeper' off the list.
and if I go....you go.
If you could be so kind as to tell me when the end of my friend Lisa comes about... that would be great. I have made a few plans with her, and don't want to plan on them if she has been swallowd by-- oh let's say a whale.
Correction: WE have an adorable nephew.
We're married now, what's mine is yours....sheesh
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