Here's a fun and grin inducing short story I just came up with that you will love.  Now, without further delay, here's the story:

The Introduction

A man walked into a hardware store in the sleepy little town of Hinton, Oklahoma and began walking the aisles in search of some parts he needed.  As he did, an older gentlemen, the store's owner, approached him from the back.
"Can I help you with anything, sir?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm in town for a few days and wanted to find some screws to fix my blasted camper.  The God-forsaken thing is always breaking on me."
The store owner furrowed his brow slightly.
"Nothing is forsaken by God."
The man glared at him.
"Yeah, right.  God left this piece of junk to die in my hands.  I'd have replaced it years ago, but I just haven't had the time to get a new one."
"Are you a busy man?" asked the owner.
"Yeah, way too busy," said the man.
He then swore several times quietly.  But in the old store his whispers echoed like cannons.
"That's not a nice thing to say, sir.  God would not be pleased with such words."
The man looked at the owner incredulously.
"Oh dear god, don't tell me you're one of those holy rolling, bible thumpers."
"I am a sinner saved by the..."
"Yeah, you're a bible thumper.  What is wrong with you people!?  How can you stand to delude yourselves with such obvious nonsense!?  Does it make you feel better or something?"
The owner appeared puzzled by the man's words.
"It makes me realize every day just how much my Savior loved me."
The man studied him curiously.
"What do you mean?"
"God took the wretched sinner that I am and saved me, forgave my sins, and mad me his child."
The man shook his head and grunted.
"My shrink would have a ball with you.  Honestly, I don't know why they don't take every one of you whack-jobs and throw you in an insane asylum.  You're all stark raving mad!"
The man grinned slightly.
"I take it you don't believe God is real."
Again the man grunted.
"Absolutely not.  He's no more real than the easter bunny or the spaghetti monster.  That's why I can't understand why you people feel so compelled to believe in such baloney."
The owner grinned.
"So you believe it's a lie, eh?  What would it take for you to believe God is real?"
The man glared at the owner, and pointing a finger at him, said angrily, "He'd have to come down here, stand in front of me and tell me himself that he was real.  Anything short of that and I wouldn't believe, no matter what you tell me."
Just then a powerful earthquake shook the building and the entire town, sending displays toppling over and trees swaying.  The man immediately dove for cover, but the store owner didn't move from his place.  When everything settled down several seconds later, the man looked up from his hiding place in abject confusion.
"What was that!?" he cried anxiously.
The store owner grinned, and said, "I think he just introduced himself."

The End