A Funny Story (from Ian)

A very proper lady began planning a week's camping vacation for her church
group. She wrote to a campground for reservations. She wanted to make sure
that the campground was fully equipped and modern, but couldn't bring
herself to write the word "toilet" in her letter.
So, she decided on the old-fashioned term "Bathroom Commode." Once written
down she still wasn't comfortable. Finally she decided on the abbreviation
"B.C." and wrote, "does your campground have its own "B.C.?"
When the campground owner received the letter, he couldn't figure out what
she meant by "B.C." He showed it to several of the campers, one of whom
suggested the lady was obviously referring to a Baptist Church.
So he sent this reply:
Dear Madam: The B.C. is located nine miles from the campground in a
beautiful grove of trees. I admit it is quite a distance if you are in the
habit of going regularly. No doubt you will be pleased to know that it will
seat 350 people at one time, and it is open on Tuesday, Thursday, and
Sunday of each week. Some folks like to take their lunch and make a day of
it, especially on Thursday when there is organ accompaniment. The acoustics
are very good, so everyone can hear even the quietest passages. It may
interest you to know that my daughter met her husband there. We are also
having a fund-raiser to purchase new seats, as the old ones have holes in
them. Unfortunately my wife is ill and has not been able to attend
regularly. It's been a good six months since she last went. It pains her
very much not to be able to go more often. As we grow older, it seems to be
more of an effort, especially in cold weather. Perhaps I could accompany
you the first time you go, sit with you, and introduce you to all the other
folks who will be there. I look forward to your visit. We offer a very
friendly campground.