Down at the local coffee shop, two farmers were arguing about the validity of their respective religions. A third farmer listened for a while and then observed out loud, “I’s been bringin’ my wheat here to this same mill for over 40 years. Now, there be two roads that lead up to the mill. Never once, friends, has the miller asked me which road I takes. He just asks, ‘Is you wheat goo?’”
- Brian Cavanaugh