It's not nice to be poked!

My wife and I were at church and the preacher began asking questions, just as I was falling asleep.  The preacher asked, "Who was the savior?" 

My wife poked me with a knitting needle (Why was she knitting?)

 I yelled, "Jesus CHRIST!" The preacher said, "Very good."

Later on, when I fell asleep again, the preacher asked, "Who brought us the 10 commandments?" 

Again, my wife poked me and I shouted, "HOLLY MOSES!"

"Right", said the preacher.

Five minutes later, the preacher asked, "What did Eve say after she and Adam had their 46 son?"

This time, when I got poked, I yelled:, "DAMN IT! IF YOU POKE ME WITH THAT THING ONE MORE TIME I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!"

And that's when the fight started...