A pastor was furious when he discovered a receipt for a $250 designer dress tucked inside his wife’s purse.
“How could you do this?” the pastor groaned. “You know we are on an incredibly tight household budget!”
“I am so sorry, honey,” the wife sobbed. “But the Devil himself was right there shopping with me. He tempted me, whispering how absolutely stunning I looked in it, and I just lost all control!”
The pastor sighed, placing a comforting, spiritual hand on her shoulder. “My love, in moments of fierce temptation like that, you have to stand your ground and yell out loud: ‘Get behind me, Satan!'”
“Oh, I did exactly that!” the wife cried. “But then the cheeky bastard looked at me and said…”
“…’Wow, it looks even better from back here!'”
