The pastor’s wife went shopping. Her husband, who was a poor country pastor, was livid when he confronted her with the receipt for a dress she had bought which cost over $250.
“How could you do this!”, the pastor exclaimed to her in rage.
“I don’t know,” the pastor’s wife wailed, “I was just standing in the store looking at the dress. Then I found myself trying it on. It was like the Devil was whispering to me, ‘Gee, you look great in that dress. You should buy it.'”
“Well,” the pastor persisted, “You know how to deal with him! Just tell him, “Get behind me, Satan!”
“I did,” replied his wife, “but then he said “It looks great from back here, too!”