There was a guy who saved for twenty years to buy his dream car. He finally shells out a fortune for a brand-new, high-horsepower Lamborghini. Recognizing the deeply felt significance of realizing his lifelong dream, he drives over to a nearby Catholic Church and knocks on the parsonage door. “Father, I was wondering whether you’d be willing to say a blessing on my Lamborghini.” “Certainly, my son, ” replies the priest, “but what’s a Lamborghini?” “Sorry to have troubled you father – I just have a feeling you’re not the right man for the job.”
So he drives to a nearby synagogue and repeats the question: “Rabbi, I was wondering whether you’d be willing to say a blessing on my Lamborghini.” “Certainly, “replies the rabbi, “but what’s a Lamborghini.” “Gosh, rabbi, I guess maybe you’re not the right person for this job either.”
So he drives to his local UU meeting house and finds the minister. “I was wondering whether you would be willing to say a blessing on my Lamborghini.” “Certainly,” replies the UU minister, “I’d love to have one myself, but what’s a ‘blessing’?”
A visitor to a Unitarian Universalist church sat through the sermon with growing incredulity at the heretical ideas being spouted. After the sermon a UU asked the visitor, “So how did you like it?”
“I can’t believe half the things that minister said!” sputtered the visitor in outrage.
“Oh, good — then you’ll fit right in!”