You say potAto, I say potahto…

Shout out to my SIL for this stinkin’ hilarious story:

Careful of the words you use…

The pastor asked if any one in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers.
Mary stood and walked to the podium. She said, “I have something to be thankful for. Two months ago, my husband, Jim, had a terrible bicycle wreck and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was excruciating and the doctors didn’t know if they could help him.”
You could hear an audible gasp from the men throughout the congregation as they imagined the pain that poor Jim had experienced.
She continued, “Jim was unable to hold me or the children and every move caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a delicate operation. They were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Jim’s scrotum and wrap
wire around it to hold it in place.”
The men in the congregation squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery performed on Jim. And the wife continued, “Now, Jim is out of the hospital and the doctor’s say, with time, his scrotum should recover completely.”
All the men sighed with relief.
Thunderstruck by the wife’s account, the pastor slowly rose and hesitantly asked if any one else had anything to say.

A man rose and timidly walked to the podium. He announced, “Hi, I’m Jim and I want to tell my wife Mary, ONCE AGAIN, the word is STERNUM.”

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