ONLINE CHURCH BULLETIN

LETTER TO THE PREACHER

Dear Preacher,

You are so busy trying to tell other people how to live that you do not remember that we live under the law of liberty; you preach against alcohol, in which I see no wrong, and I think I have the liberty to imbibe. You can't find a law that says, "thou shalt not drink a little." In fact, as I write this letter I have before me a FIFTH OF SCOTCH, and I intend to drink a little in the course of this letter. I'm here in the piracy of my home and I see nothing wrong with taking a little bip now and then. In fact, I am having a little nip now and then. In fact, I am having a little nip now and then. Nothing kicks me up and settles mynerves like a drink of Scott. You preachers are always complaining about somthink and see to take delight in pickig on the "drinker" — just tookanother nip, preacher, and I feel like telling you the troof. My grandfather always kept a little whiskey around the house. In all that time it neverrr harmed himmmm. Arre you trying to tell me that a grandddsonn ought to be trurrer than his fufather? Joist tiook another dipp, and i feel s0000 much bettttererr than my franfaher ever felt. I hopp the Jaye commes when all preachures wake upp to the fack that one litllee nip niver harps anybody. And if willl quilt harp9en on the danker you will have hugger church tan you d5o. You pray —do "thingsa Lott worsererer; if thetruf4t wurr knowd. Father, i8m goingk to take my forth drink, aor is it my fiolth#? I just Kopp i straibhtanned you out onna few thils. And boy you raeelly need3d it;;;3 1

Pappeeekflly courns?
Johnn UhXazskk