Way down in the deep south, in an area known as the Bible Belt, there lived a Baptist minister with a very large congregation. One morning, after a particularly moving sermon, he announced, Friends I have been hearing very nasty rumors!

The crowd fell into an expectant silence. The Minister continued, One of you, here among us, has been reporting that I am a member of the dreaded Klu Klux Klan. This, of course, is not true! I am asking that the guilty party confess and apologize now – right here – before my flock of loyal followers.



Sister Margaret quickly stood up and pleaded, Preacher, please, I dont know how this all came to be. I just mentioned to one of my close friends that you were a wizard under the sheets.