Harleys and whores

When Sean, from Zac's, was speaking in the prison last week, in the middle of his talk about the adulterous woman and the fact that none of us are without sin, one of the prisoners put up his hand and wanted to ask a question. Sean gently put him off saying, 'Leave it till later, okay, mate?' (Speakers are told not to engage in interaction with the prisoners as it can easily get out of hand; it's a fact that the majority of prison riots start in the chapel.)

Anyway, sure enough, as the meeting was about to finish the man put up his hand again and said, 'Can I ask my question now?'

Sean looked at the chaplain to confirm that it would be okay, and then said, 'Yeah, what you want to know?'

'What sort of bike have you got?'

That was almost as good as the time one of our musicians was praised for his guitar-playing. 'That was f***ing great.'

By the way, Sean's answer, 'A Harley,' was greeted with a murmur of approval.