deacon jokes

Like violists, blonds, and rowboats with a priest, a rabbi and a minister, there's a subgenre of old baptist jokes about deacons. (In old baptist churches, the deacons were generally the good ol' boys of the church, reliable and good, but not too good to enjoy a good joke, nor too pious to enjoy getting to wait outside the vestibule, smoking, during much of the service, so that they could usher and tend to offering plates.)

So the deacons finish taking up collection and gather out front for a smoke as the sermon gets underway.

"What he say he's preachin' on, Mackey?" says one.

"Sin." says Deacon Mackey, pulling on the word as if mentholated.

"What's he gonna say?"

"Reckon he's agin' it."

They pause, look out at the parking lot, the lazy Sunday morning traffic, drag on their Winstons.

"He'll be steppin' on my toes a bit, then."

"Aw, I reckon he'll just bear down and spin on mine a while."