After a while, the trolley lady walks past and offers the gentleman a drink.
“Whiskey, please. On the rocks.”
The lady cheerfully prepares his drink and hands it to him before turning to the pastor and offering him a drink as well.
“I’d sooner have a thousand sinful whores sit on my face before my lips touch that poison!” He yelled.
The gentleman chokes on his whiskey and spits it out before handing the glass back to the lady and said;
“I didn’t know we had that option!”