a Chicago Bar.

[Big J R 662]

A Chicago policeman, a Chicago fireman, and a Irish City worker are in a bar. They're staring at another man.

Suddenly the Irishman says, "It's Jesus!"

Sure enough, it is Jesus, nursing a beer.

Thrilled, they send him over a Budweiser, an Old Style, and a Guinness

Jesus accepts the drinks, smiles at the three men and drinks the beers slowly, one after another.

When he's finished the drinks, Jesus approaches the trio.

He reaches for the hand of the Ppliceman and shakes it, thanking him for Budweiser.

When he lets go, the Policeman gives a cry of a amazement,

"My God! The arthritis I've had for 30 years is gone. It's a miracle."

Jesus then shakes the Fireman's hand, thanking him for the Old Style

As he lets go ... the man's eyes widen with shock. "Damn, the bad back I've had all my life is completely gone. It's a miracle."

Jesus then approaches the Irish City Worker who knocks over a chair and a table trying to get away from the Son of God.

"What's wrong, my son?" says Jesus.

The Irish City Worker shouts, "Don't touch me. I'm on Disability Compensation !"