Little Johnny went to church every Sunday with his mother. One morning in the middle of the service Johnny complained that he was feeling a bit queasy and was afraid he was going to vomit.
“No problem dear,” whispered his mother in his ear, “just head on over to the bathroom on the other side of the church, and take care of it there.”
Thirty seconds later little Johnny came back.
“Did you go to the bathroom?” his mother asked.
“No need,” responded Johnny. “Right outside the door was a big box with a sign next to it that said ‘for the sick’, so I just did it in there!”