A preacher retired and moved to the country to enjoy life and practice his hobby of yard work. Needing a lawn mower, he headed into town to buy one.
On the way, he saw a sign advertising a lawn mower for sale. He stopped at the house and a young lad came out to greet him. The preacher asked about the lawn mower and the kid said it was behind the house. The two went to look at the lawn mower.
The engine sputtered a bit at idle, but the preacher increased the speed of the engine and mowed a few strips. Satisfied that the mower would do the job, they settled on a price of $25.00.
Later in the day, the young lad was riding his bicycle when he saw the preacher pulling on the starter rope again and again. The kid stopped and watched for a couple of minutes. He asked, “What’s wrong?”
The reply came, “I can’t get this mower started. Do you know how?”
The kid said, “Yep. Sometimes you just have to cuss it.”
The preacher rose up indignantly. “Now you listen here. I am a preacher and if I ever did cuss, not saying I have, I’ve forgotten how to do it after all these years.”
With a wise look on his face well beyond his years, the kid said, “Preacher, you keep on pulling that rope — as hot as it is — and I guaranty it’ll all come back to you.”.