The poor country pastor was livid when he
confronted his wife with the receipt for a $250
dress she had bought.

"How could you do this!" he exclaimed.

"I don't know," she wailed,

"I was standing in the store looking at the dress
on sale.

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."