There was a little boy sitting on the curb one day. The little tyke had a bottle half full of acid. It seems he was droppin' those big, black ants into it every time he caught one. It made a small puff of smoke shortly after hitting the acid.
An old priest came along and was watching the kid drop those ants into oblivion. Apparently he thought this would be a good time to teach the little squirt the value of life.
The priest said to the kid, "What do you have there son?"
"Oh, I got some magic water, Father, the boy innocently replied.
"See," and *poof* went another ant.
"In my church," says the priest, "we have some magic water too."
"Oh Yeah," says the kid, "can it turn ants into water, too?"
"No," says the priest, "but I rubbed it on a lady's stomach and she passed a baby."
"Big deal!" says the kid. "I squirted some of this under my cat's tail the other day, and he passed a motorcycle!"
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