A pastor went to the dentist to get false teeth.
The first Sunday after he got them, he preached for just eight minutes. The next Sunday, he preached for 10 minutes. But the Sunday after that, he kept preaching for almost three hours, until the congregation noticed and helped him sit down because he couldn’t stop.
Worried about his health, they asked, “Are you okay? What happened?”
The pastor replied, “Well, the first Sunday with my new teeth, my gums hurt so much I couldn’t preach for more than 8 minutes. The next Sunday, I felt better and preached for 10 minutes. But today, I accidentally used my wife’s teeth, and I couldn’t stop talking.”
