Repent, O Scottish painter

Corny but a bit funny!

There was a Scottish  painter named Smokey Macgregor who was very
interested  in making a penny where he could, so he often thinned down
his  paint to make it go a wee bit further.

As it happened, he   got away with this for some time, but eventually
the  Baptist Church decided to do a big restoration job on the
outside of one of their biggest buildings.

Smokey put  in a bid, and, because his price was so low, he got the job.

So he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks,
and buying the  paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down
with  water…

Well,  Smokey was up on the scaffolding,  painting away, the job
nearly completed, when suddenly there  was a horrendous clap of
thunder, the sky opened, and the rain  poured down washing the thinned
paint from all over the church  and knocking Smokey clear off the
scaffold to land on the lawn  among the gravestones, surrounded by
telltale puddles of the  thinned and useless paint.

Smokey was no fool.
He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty,
so he got down  on his knees and cried:

“Oh, God, Oh  God, forgive  me; what should I  do?”

And from the  thunder, a mighty voice spoke..
(you’re  going to  love this!)

.
.
.
.
.

 “Repaint!  Repaint!    And thin no more!”

Don’t blame me I just send them on …

– fwd courtesy: marylene crasto