Reverend Dave had a problem. His parishioners knew it, everybody in town knew it. He liked to hang out at that new coffee shop downtown with all those hippies, playing his guitar, laughing and talking and singing long into the night. He ignored his duties; he changed the greeting on his answering machine to something silly and wildly inappropriate. He loved to go to parties, especially when he knew there would be blow or weed or both. It was only a matter of time before Dave, too, realized he had a problem, but no one could have predicted the way it happened. Daffy Dave is a popular...