When their credibility was at a low ebb, Jimmy and Tammy Bakker decided that a revelation of some sort, a miracle perhaps, was needed to restore their flagging ratings. Somehow, Jimmy managed to contact Jesus. He explained their predicament and asked for divine help.
“Tell you what,” JC suggested, “gather all the faithful and the doubters to the shores of lake Superior and I’ll do my walking-on-water routine. It slaid them at Galilee.”
“Fantastic idea,” agreed Jimmy, and sped off to make the arrangements. On the appointed day a large crowd-everyone is interested in a Second Coming-gathered at the lake. Mr. Whippy vans and hotdog stands were all over the show. Then, to a deafening cheer, Jesus appeared in pristine white robes. A breathless hush fell over the throng as with theatrical deliberation, arms raised, He stepped slowly onto the lake step by step and walked slowly into the sunset. As the sun sank slowly in the west, Jesus sank slowly into the lake. Immediately there were enraged cries of “Fraud!,” “Cheating bastards” and “Give us our money back.” When the pandemonium subsided Jimmy was naturally pissed. “Jesus,” he said with some emphasis, “you’ve ruined me. I’ll never live this down. What the hell happened?”
Jesus was puzzled as He was wet. “I can’t understand it,” He lamented. “It worked great before.”
Suddenly the penny dropped. “Of course!” He cried. “How could I be so stupid? When I first did this trick I didn’t have holes in my feet!”<br><br>Vectro

“Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake whole relationships.”