"Two strangers happen to be on a cruise ship that wrecks, and they make it to a desert island. The first guy starts freaking out and roaming the whole island looking for anything that might help them get off. The second guy just leans back under a tree and relaxes. Pretty soon this starts to irritate the first guy, so he starts ripping on the other guy. "Don’t you care that we’re stranded?” “Oh, we’ll be rescued.” “How can you be so sure?” “I’m a Christian.” “Well whoop-te-doo. Pray or something. Don’t just sit there.” “No, you don’t understand—I’m a Christian and I make a million dollars a week.” “Your money’s not gonna help you out here. I don’t see any boat stores.” “No, you don’t understand—I’m a Christian and I make a million dollars a week and I tithe. My pastor will find me!”