A preacher was making his rounds on a bicycle when he came upon a little boy trying to sell a lawn mower. "How much do you want for the mower?" asked the preacher. "I just want enough money to go out and buy me a bicycle", said the little boy. After a moment of consideration, the preacher asked, "Will you take my bike in trade for it?" The little boy asked if he could try it out first, and after riding the bike around a little while said, "Mister, you've got yourself a deal." The preacher said he wanted to try out the mower, too, and began to pull the starter cord. After several tries with no response from the mower the preacher called the little boy over, "I can't get this mower to start." The little boy said, "That's because you have to cuss at it to get it started." The preacher said, "I'm a minister. I don't cuss any more." Little boy asks, "Did you use to cuss?" Preacher: "Well, I did a little before I was called to the ministry - but, its been so long, I don't remember how to any more." The little boy looked at him happily and said, "You just keep a-pullin' on that cord. It'll come back to ya'!"