So last week another Christian Republican got caught with his tounge
in a 5-year-old boy. It's virtually an every-day occurance hardly
worth mentioning any more.

But _this_ one is just too funny because of the way the pedohile was
discovered.

Ms. Miller comes home from workig at the office. She steps into the
front door, removes her coat, and hangs up her car keys, calling
"Robert! I'm home!"

Rev. Johnson asks how her day went, the exchange pleasentries. The
good Reverend's baby sitting -- for free, no less, and from a well
known Republican politician at that -- notes that little Robert was
no trouble.

As the good Reverend slips out the front door and climbs into his
car, little Robert comes running in from the bedroom yelling, "Mommie!"

"Hi there, sport!" his mother says. "You got a kiss for mommy?"

She picks up little Robert, gives him a kiss, then is shocked!
"Robert Miller! Keep your tounge in your moth when you kiss mommy!"
she demands.

Robert leans back, tears in his eyes, "But Reverend Johnson said he
likes being kiss like that. We've been kissing all day!"

"Oh you have, have you?!" she fumes, opening the front door again
and seeing the good Reverend's car is gone. "Damn. I didn't get to
thank him. Give mommy another kiss."