Presently I'm battling an ear infection and I'm not hearing as well as I should. So...I found the following story humorous. I've changed the denominations just for fun. Nothing personal!
A Free Methodist minister meets three Pentecostal pastors on the golf course and invites them to come to his church some Sunday. Not too many weeks thereafter and just as services are starting, they show up.
Attendance was good in the small Free Methodist church and there wasn't a pew available. Several church members were already seated on folding chairs. When the minister, just starting the service, saw the three Pentecostal pastors enter, he leaned down from the pulpit and whispered to the nearest usher, "Please get three chairs for my Pentecostal friends in the back."
The usher, hard of hearing, leaned closer and said, "I beg your pardon?"
"Get three chairs for my Pentecostal friends," repeated the minister. The usher strained closer with a puzzled look still on his face.
Once more the minister tried, speaking slowly and distinctly. "Three chairs. For the Pentecostals," he enunciated.
The usher's face lit up in comprehension, and he turned to face the congregation.
"All right, everybody," he called out to the assembled worshipers. "Three cheers for the Pentecostals!"
P. S. This one was for you, Brodie.
Another P. S. Nothing personal, Lloyd.