Jesus and the Democrat

A Republican in a wheelchair entered a restaurant one afternoon and
asked the waitress for a cup of coffee.  The Republican looked
across the restaurant and asked, “Is that Jesus sitting over
there?”  The waitress nodded “yes,” so the Republican
requested that she give Jesus a cup of coffee, on him.

The  next patron to come in was a Libertarian with a hunched
back.  He shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down, and asked
the waitress for a cup of hot tea.  He also glanced across the
restaurant and asked , “Is that Jesus over there?”  The
waitress nodded, so the Libertarian asked her to give Jesus a cup of hot
tea, “My treat.”

The third patron to come into the  restaurant was a Democrat on
crutches.  He hobbled over to a booth, sat down and hollered,
“Hey there, honey!  How’s about getting’ me a cold glass of
Miller Light?”  He, too, looked across the restaurant and
asked, “Is that God’s boy over there?”  Once more the
waitress nodded, so the Democrat directed her to give Jesus a cold glass
of beer. “On my bill,” he said.

As Jesus got up to leave, he passed by the Republican, touched him
and said, “For your kindness, you are healed.”  The
Republican felt the strength come back into his legs, got up, and danced
a jig out the door..

Jesus also passed by the Libertarian, touched him and said, “For
your kindness, you are healed.”  The Libertarian felt his back
straightening up, and he raised his hands, praised the Lord and did a
series of back flips out the door.

Then Jesus walked towards the Democrat.  The Democrat jumped up
and yelled, “Don’t touch me, I’m collecting disability.”