A farmer has been farting a lot.
He’s been to several doctors, but none of them know what’s wrong. Desperate, he reaches out to the local priest.
He says, “Father, I don’t believe in this religious mumbo jumbo, but I’m out of options. My wife is threatening to leave! What can God do for me?”
The pastor says, “My son, you must give everything to God. In doing so, all shall be well.”
So the farmer leaves. Soon, though, he starts coming to church every single day at 6 pm. At first, the pastor is pleased. But week by week, his congregation thins.
Within a month, the farmer is the only one left in attendance. Confused, the pastor approaches him and asks, “Well, my child, did God help your flatulence issues?”
And the farmer says, “He did father. I used to fart whenever I needed to. But now, I wait until 6, and give all I’ve got to God!”
