As I tell my congregation all the time, I am the world’s worst joke teller. First, I have no sense of humor and, second, I almost always blow the punch line.

I bet my boys (the three who are still at home) a buck that they would not get my latest one:

Rene Descartes walks into a bar and orders a drink.

After he had finished his drink the bartender asked him, “Mr. Descartes, would you like another drink?”

Descartes replied, “I think not.”

And immediately, he disappeared.

Much to my surprise, my second son, Jett Harrison, a junior in High School, not only got the joke but laughed as well. Will wonders never cease? (I took the dollar off of the bill that he owes me. Teenagers!)