A little boy was sitting sadly on the curb beside his lawn mower, when a preacher came along riding a bicycle. The preacher noticed that the boy appeared discouraged, so he thought he would try to help.
“Hello there!” said the preacher. “How would you like to trade your lawn mower for this bicycle?”
“Sure, mister,” the boy responded, and went on his merry way.
A few days later, the boy and the preacher crossed paths again. The preacher said, “I think you cheated me on our trade. I keep crankin’ that old lawn mower, but it won’t start.”
“You gotta cuss it,” said the little boy.
“Well I can’t do that,” said the minister. “I’m a preacher. I forgot about cussin’ a long time ago.”
The little boy answered, “Just keep on crankin’, preacher; it’ll come back to ya.”