|Father McGee walked into the church and spotted a man sitting cross-legged on the altar.
‘My son,’ said the holy man, ‘what are you doing? Who are you?’
‘I’m God,’ said the stranger.
‘I’m God,’ he repeated. ‘This is my house!’
Father McGee ran into the presbytery and, in total panic, rang the archbishop.
‘Your reverence,’ said he, ‘I hate to trouble you, but there’s a man sat on me altar who claims he’s God. What’ll he do?’
Take no chances,’ said the archbishop. ‘Get back in the church and look busy!’