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So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Mary, but there was no guestroom available to them.
“I’m sorry, sir,” spoke the concierge, “but I do not see a reservation for House of David here.”
And Joseph sighed deeply and spoke, “Lo, I booked with priceline.com. I have my reservation number.”
And Mary spoke, “Perhaps it is under my name? Sometimes you do that.” And Joseph rolled his eyes for it was much like Mary to think he would forget something like that even though he did not.
“Ah, here we are! Sorry, we had your name on the wrong scroll. It’s a new system,” sayeth the apologetic concierge, who reminded the weary pilgrims to hold onto their breakfast vouchers or the hot bar would cost two Caesars.
And while there, Mary gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in monogrammed towels and did not tell anybody about it, as Joseph was sure the damn hotel would levy a mighty charge for sneaking in a third occupant. Later they would order in pizza and watch Cinemax, which they still did not get in Nazareth. [Keep Reading]
WARNING: This story is for Americans (or ‘Muricans) ONLY. In Australia, Priceline is a pharmacy.