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So the shop owner leaves and comes back with a monk costume And again the man says, "No, no. I can't wear that. It will make people notice my head."
Obviously pissed off, the shop owner leaves and comes back with a five-pound bag of caramels, gives it to the man and says, "Here. Just take this." Confused, the man says, "What am I suposed to do with a bag of caramels?" Smiling, the shop owner says, "Take home this bag of caramels, melt them, pour it all over your body, stick that peg leg up your ass and tell everyone you're a caramel apple."
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He called the sanitation department, the health department, and several other agencies, but no one seemed able to help him.
In desperation, the good reverend called the mayor and asked what should be done. The mayor must have been having a bad day. 'Why bother me?' he asked. 'You're a clergyman. It's your job to bury the dead.'
The pastor lost his cool. 'Yes,' he snapped, 'But I thought I should at least notify the next-of-kin.'
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