We were at a party over the 4th of July weekend, and this story was passed on by the mother:
A boy and her mother often took walks around their neighborhood, and would frequently pass by a cemetery. After a while the boy asked what that statue was they kept seeing. His mother explained it to him.
Later, when the boy saw his Aunt he excitedly whispered, "Auntie Diane, Jesus Christ isn't just a swear word, he was a man."