|A preacher was making a wooden trellis to support a climbing vine. As he was pounding away, he noticed that a little boy was watching him.|
The youngster did not say a word, so the preacher kept working. He was sure the lad would soon leave but he didn't.
Pleased at the thought that his work was being admired, the preacher finally said, "Well, son, trying to pick up some pointers on carpentry work?"
"Nope. I'm just waiting to hear what a preacher says when he hits his thumb with a hammer."