There was a church that made an appointment for two brothers to play at an little country church in the mountains of the Ozarks. They didn't know what kind of church it was but being Christian brothers never turned down an opportunity to praise God. On entering the one brother turned to the other and said there is only one door. So said the other brother there is only one. This is an old country church and maybe they didn't have need of another one. Both thought nothing more about it. Church commenced and the brothers played and church members clapped there hands and shouted being moved by the Spirit. The old preacher starting shouting quoting Mark 16:15 thru 18 (and if you know that scripture you know where this is going). Soon the boxes came out and one brother turned to the other one and said I wonder what is in those boxes? Well it wasn't long until they found out. The old preacher reached into the box and pulled out a THICK... LONG... MEAN LOOKING... RATTLESNAKE! Hoisting it above his head went into a trance and started shouting at the top of his lungs. Jesus...JESUS... JESUS! Others in the congregation joined had rattlers to that had been passed around. The boys backed up against the back of the church had no way out. No window nothing... There was no way out. The old preacher in his trance lost hold of that mean old rattler and it landed right at the brother who stopped playing the guitars eyeing the old rattler advancing near his boot. Turning to his brother yelled... THERE IS ONLY ONE DOOR THE ONE WE CAME IN RIGHT! THAT IS RIGHT said the other brother. ONLY THE DOOR WE CAME IN AND THERE IS NTHER DOOR he shouted. WELL the other brother yelled WHERE DO YOU THINK THEY WANT ONE?