Golf Pencils

The little church in the suburbs suddenly stopped buying from its regular office supply dealer. So, the dealer telephoned Deacon Brown to ask why.

- I'll tell you why - shouted Deacon Brown.

- Our church ordered some pencils from you to be used in the pews for visitors to register.

- Well - interrupted the dealer.

- didn't you receive them yet?

- Oh, we received them all right - replied Deacon Brown.

- However, you sent us some golf pencils...each stamped with the words, `Play Golf Next Sunday.'