While collecting tickets on a train, conductor Jethro struck up a conversation with a passenger, who happened to be a rare-book dealer. “Y’know,” Jethro said, “it’s fittin’ that I should meet you. Last week someone left a real old book on the train. I threw it out. It was a Bible, I think. Had a funny name on it - Gluten or Gootin - somethin’ like that.” The book dealer paled. “Dear Lord. Don’t tell me the name was Gutenberg.” “Yeah, that was it! Gutenberg.” The book dealer buried his face in his hands. “Do you have any idea how much that book was worth?” “Not very much, I’ll bet,” Jethro said confidently. “Someone by the name of Martin Luther wrote all over the darn thing.” see also   Redneck  &  Religious   Sections   Custer's Last Stand? Hand Held Tourist Curly Heels Bottle Sneakret Removed Posts Second Hand Work Ostrich Fill Up Calory Bomb Interuption Charge Reach For Your Dreams Perception Jeopardy Measuring Cup All We Have To Do Is Stand Up Vacuum Extender BrownEes

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