Satan appeared one day at the front of a church. Everyone started screaming and trampling each other in a frantic effort to get away from evil incarnate. Soon everyone had
exited the church except for one elderly gentleman who sat calmly in his pew without moving, seemingly oblivious to the fact that God’s ultimate enemy was in his presence.
So Satan walked up to the old man and said,
“Don’t you know who I am?”
The man replied, “Yep, sure do.”
“Aren’t you afraid of me?” Satan asked.
“Nope” said the man.
“Don’t you realize I can kill you with a word?” asked Satan.
“Don’t doubt it for a minute,” returned the old man, in an even tone.
“Did you know that I could cause you profound, horrifying, physical
agony forever?”
“Yep,” was the calm reply.
“And you’re still not afraid?”, asked Satan.
“Nope.”
More than a little perturbed, Satan asked, “Well, why aren’t you afraid of me?”
The man calmly replied,
“Been married to your sister for 45 years.”
I think I married Satan’s daughter…
