Way down in the deep south, in an area known as the ‘Bible Belt,’ there lived a Baptist minister with a very large congregation. One morning, after a particularly moving sermon, he announced, “Friends I have been hearing very nasty rumors!”
The crowd fell into an expectant silence. The Minister continued, “One of you, here among us, has been reporting that I am a member of the dreaded ‘Klu Klux Klan.’ This, of course, is not true! I am asking that the guilty party confess and apologize now – right here – before my flock of loyal followers.”
A young woman quickly stood up blushing and trembling and pled, “Preacher, please, I don’t know how this all came to be. I just mentioned to one of my close friends that you were a wizard under the sheets.”