The Baked Beans
Mrs. Brown is the church Matron, and she has become
very famous for the baked beans she makes for every
picnick or church potluck. The annual Mothers Day Pot
Luck Dinner was tomorrow, and as usual Mrs. Brown set
about preparing her baked beans for the meal. She had
set everything to going on the stove, and was called
away to the door.
Mrs. Brown’s son Billy came running into a freshly waxed kitchen, with his BB Gun in one hand and a fist full of BB’s in the other. He slipped on the freshly waxed floor, and wouldn’t you know it, the BB’s flew right into the pot of baking beans.
Mrs. Brown walked into the kitchen and scolded little Billy for running indoors, but not wanting to get into any further trouble he said nothing about the BB’s going into the pot of simmering beans.
The next day came, and the PotLuck was an enormous success. As usual, Mrs. Browns beans were the favorites and were quickly eaten all up. Not a single bean left in the pot.
The next morning Mrs. Brown receives a phone call from
the church secretary. Mrs. Brown she says, um I loved
your beans as always, but did you perhaps add
anything, or change your recipe? Mrs. Brown replied
why No, it was the same recipe as I always prepare,
Why? The secretary says, Well, um I bent over to feed
my cat this morning, and I shot the Canary!
very famous for the baked beans she makes for every
picnick or church potluck. The annual Mothers Day Pot
Luck Dinner was tomorrow, and as usual Mrs. Brown set
about preparing her baked beans for the meal. She had
set everything to going on the stove, and was called
away to the door.
Mrs. Brown’s son Billy came running into a freshly waxed kitchen, with his BB Gun in one hand and a fist full of BB’s in the other. He slipped on the freshly waxed floor, and wouldn’t you know it, the BB’s flew right into the pot of baking beans.
Mrs. Brown walked into the kitchen and scolded little Billy for running indoors, but not wanting to get into any further trouble he said nothing about the BB’s going into the pot of simmering beans.
The next day came, and the PotLuck was an enormous success. As usual, Mrs. Browns beans were the favorites and were quickly eaten all up. Not a single bean left in the pot.
The next morning Mrs. Brown receives a phone call from
the church secretary. Mrs. Brown she says, um I loved
your beans as always, but did you perhaps add
anything, or change your recipe? Mrs. Brown replied
why No, it was the same recipe as I always prepare,
Why? The secretary says, Well, um I bent over to feed
my cat this morning, and I shot the Canary!
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