Jebus v Spaghetti

(Hilda and Ethel are sitting at a table, sipping tea and munching on doughnuts when a missionary from the Church of "Jebus" enters.)

Missionary: Greetings, fair maidens! I come to speak to you about the Church of Jebus!

Hilda: The Church of Jebus? What's that?

Missionary: It's a church dedicated to the worship of Jebus, our Lord and Savior!

Ethel: Jebus? I've never heard of him.

Missionary: Oh, but he's real! He died for our sins and rose again on the third day!

Hilda: Oh, like that other guy. What was his name again? Jack?

Ethel: No, no....it was Jerry!

Hilda: The mouse?

Missionary: No, no, it was Jebus! Jebus!!

Hilda: Calm doon! Yes well, so what makes this Jebus so special?

Missionary: He's the one true path to salvation! And if you join our church, you'll be saved!

Ethel: Saved from what?

Missionary: From eternal damnation, of course! If you don't accept Jebus as your Lord and Savior, you'll spend eternity in hell!

Hilda: Oh, I see. Well, we don't want that, do we Ethel?

Ethel: No, we do not Hilda!

Missionary: Then join our church! We have weekly services, Bible studies, and potlucks!

Hilda: Potlucks, you say? Well, that does sound tempting.

Ethel: But we already have a church.

Missionary: Oh, what church is that?

Hilda: The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.

Missionary: (confused) The what?

Hilda: We're Pastafarians

Ethel: The Flying Spaghetti Monster! Is Our Lord and Savior!

Missionary: (disgusted) That's ridiculous! There's no such thing as a Flying Spaghetti Monster!

Hilda: Blasphemy! How dare you insult our Lord and Noodley Savior!

Ethel: Yeah! Get out of here, you heathen!

Missionary: (backing away) Fine! But you'll regret this when you're burning in hell!

Hilda: Oh, we won't be burning in hell. We'll be enjoying a nice plate of spaghetti.

Ethel: And by the grace of his Noodley beneficence With meatballs!

(Hilda and Ethel laugh as the missionary exits, shaking his head in disbelief.)

Hilda: Well, that was fun.

Ethel: Yeah, we should do that more often.

Hilda: Agreed. Now, another doughnut? Ethel?

Ethel: I don't mind if I do Hilda, I don't mind if I do.