An elderly minister walked into a pet shop and ordered 100 cockroaches, 50 mice, and 2 rats. The sales clerk tells him he doesn't have that many on hand, but will order them and the minister can pick them up in a couple of weeks. Two weeks later, he goes back to the shop to pick up his order. The sales clerk cannot contain his curiosity any longer and asks, "Preacher, might I ask what a man like yourself would want with 100 roaches, 50 mice, and 2 rats?" The minister says, "I am retiring tormorrow, and I just wanted to leave the parsonage the same way I found it!"