jesus and the redneck

An Irishman in a wheelchair entered a restaurant one afternoon and
 asked
> the waitress for a cup of coffee. The Irishman looked Across  the
> restaurant
> and asked, "Is that Jesus sitting over there?"
> The waitress nodded "yes," so the Irishman told her to give Jesus a
 cup of
> coffee on him.
>
> The next patron to come in was an Englishman with a hunched back. He
> shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down, and asked the waitress
 for a
> cup of hot tea. He also glanced across the
> restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus over there?"
> The waitress nodded, so the Englishman said to give Jesus a cup of
 tea,"my
> treat".
>
> The third patron to come into the restaurant was a Redneck on
 crutches. He
> hobbled over to a booth, sat down and hollered, "Hey there, sweet
 thang.
> How's about gettin' me a cold glass of Coke!" He, too, looked across
 the
> restaurant and asked, "Is that God's boy over there?"
> The waitress once more said yes, it certainly was. So the Redneck
 said to
> give Jesus a cold glass of Coke, "on my bill.
>
> As Jesus got up to leave, he passed by the Irishman, touched him and
 said,
> "For your kindness, you are healed." The Irishman felt the strength
 come
> back into his legs, got up, and danced a jig out
> the door.
> Jesus also passed by the Englishman, touched him and said, "For your
> kindness, you are healed." The Englishman felt his back straightening
 
> up,and
> he raised his hands, praised the Lord and
> did a series of backflips out the door.
> Then Jesus walked towards the Redneck. The Redneck jumped up and
 yelled,
> "Don't touch me...I'm drawin' disability!"