Phil,

All I can say is lol.

And tonight! We! Bring! to! you! Phil! Scovell!  the!  Commedian! from!
Denver! Colorado!!

Lovings!
Pat Ferguson
At 07:32 PM 1/13/05, you wrote:
>The following is a true story.
>
>      So here is how it happened.  Two other preachers and I were
>in the car and on our way over the Rocky Mountains from western
>Colorado to a state preachers convention being held in Denver.  A
>cowboy, whose wife played the piano in our church, had just gotten
>saved.  He's a pastor now himself but at the time, he hadn't been
>born again very long and on top of that, he had never been around
>practical joke playing preachers before.
>
>      When we got to Glenwood Springs, Colorado, we stopped at a
>restaurant because a local pastor was going to meet us there and
>ride with us to the conference.  This pastor we were picking up,
>had been to Bible college with the pastor who was driving and they
>were best friends.  So between them, and before returning to the
>car, they decided to play a joke on the cowboy Christian who had
>just gotten born again.
>
>      The pastor's name we picked up was Larry.  I already knew
>Larry quite well so they knew I would catch on right away and
>would play along with the gag.  Larry started to climb into the
>car and the pastor who was driving introduced him to the cowboy.
>Larry talked very slow and acted like he had a speech impediment
>and he likewise didn't act as if he were too bright.  I know it
>wasn't politically correct but this was before politically
>correctness was invented so rest easy.  It's just a joke we played
>and nothing more.  It means nothing.  There is no theological
>lesson to be learned or anything so relax.  There's not even any
>social ramifications or implications so don't get your tail in a
>knot.  If you are blind or have a speech impediment, or both, I'm
>sorry if you are offended.  It isn't about you and we weren't
>making fun of you.  It was just something three preachers cooked
>up on the fly, sort of speak.  Ok, so maybe it was wrong.  Can you
>forgive us and see that it just might possibly be funny?  All
>right.  I won't tell the story then.
>
>      So Larry climbs into the back seat and we take off.  Larry is
>trying to carry on a conversation with the cowboy, which wasn't
>very easy to understand, because Larry was doing his best to sound
>like his jaw had lost a screw or something.  Of course, the cowboy
>was trying to be as kind and polite as he could so he was
>attempting to do his best to act as if he understood what in the
>Sam hill Larry was talking about, which was, I might add, an
>impossibility.
>
>      To spice things up, I jumped into the conversation and after
>a few minutes of impossible conversation, I told Larry, in no
>uncertain terms, if he could talk like a normal person, just maybe
>poor cowboy Jerry could understand what he was saying.  Larry got
>mad, of course, or pretended to, and Larry and I began to argue.
>Before too long, Larry was telling me how stupid I was for being
>a blind idiot, and we were calling each other names and it sounded
>like we were about to kill each other.  Finally, the driver,
>Larry, and myself couldn't stand it any longer and we all began
>laughing ourselves silly.
>
>      When things calmed down, Larry started talking normal and we
>tried to explain to Jerry what we had done to him.  Of course, he
>tried to say he was never fooled but we knew better.  It was a
>perfect set up and unrehearsed and to this day, I wish I would
>have had a tape recorder playing during the whole thing.
>
>Phil.