A Methodist preacher, a Rabbi, and a Buddhist were traveling together when their car broke down. They were unable to get any help, so they walked to a nearby farm and asked the farmer if they could stay the night. The farmer was happy to put them up, but he had only one extra bed, a double bed as it were, so one of the three would have to stay in the barn. The Buddhist quickly volunteered, and so the Rabbi and the Methodist made themselves comfortable. It wasn't long before a knock came at the door, however. "I'm sorry, there is a cow in the barn, and of course cows are sacred animals in my religion." So the Rabbi made his way to the barn. It wasn't too much longer before there was another knock at the door. "I'm sorry, there is a pig in the barn. Pigs, are of course, unclean animals in my religion. With a sigh of resignation, the Methodist made his way to the barn. It wasn't much longer that another knock came at the door. There standing at the door was the cow and the pig.
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