A Republican in a wheelchair entered a restaurant one afternoon and asked the waitress for a cup of coffee.
The Republican looked across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus sitting over there?"
The waitress nodded yes. So, the Republican requested that she give Jesus a cup of coffee on him.
The next patron to come in was a Libertarian with a hunched back.
He shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down and asked the waitress for a cup of hot tea. He also glanced across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus over there?"
The waitress nodded yes. So the Libertarian asked her to give Jesus a cup of hot tea, his treat.
The third patron to come into the restaurant was a Democrat on crutches. He hobbled over to a booth, sat down and hollered, "Hey, there honey! How's about getting me a cold mug of Miller Light!"
He too looked across the restaurant and asked, "Isn't that God's boy over there?"
The waitress nodded yes. So the Democrat directed her to give Jesus a cold beer.
"On my bill," he said loudly, so everyone in the restaurant could hear.
As Jesus got up to leave, he passed by the Republican, touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed."
The Republican felt the strength come back into his legs, got up and began to praise the Lord.
Jesus passed by the Libertarian, touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed."
The Libertarian felt his back straightening up, he raised his hands and he, too, began to praise the Lord.
Then, Jesus walked, with a huge smile on his face, towards the Democrat.
The Democrat jumped up and yelled, "Don't touch me, I'm on disability."
