A little church in the suburbs suddenly stopped buying from its regular office supply dealer. So, the dealer telephoned Deacon Brown to ask why.
"I`ll tell you why," shouted Deacon Brown. "Our church ordered some pencils from you to be used in the pews for visitors to register."
"Well, interrupted the dealer, "didn`t you receive them yet?"
"Oh, we received them all right," replied Deacon Brown.
"However, you sent us some golf pencils... each stamped with the words, `Play Golf Next Sunday.`"
