Smiles humor and wisdom
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
A gambler was at the horse races playing the ponies
and all but losing his shirt.
He noticed a Priest step out onto the track and
blessed the forehead of one of the horses lining up
for the 4th race.
Lo and behold, that horse - a very long shot - won the race..
Next race, as the horses lined up, the Priest stepped onto the
track. Sure enough, he blessed one of the horses.
The punter made a beeline for a betting window and placed
a small bet on the horse. Again, even though it was another
long shot, the horse won the race.
He collected his winnings, and anxiously waited
to see which horse the Priest would bless next.
He bet big on it, and it won. As the races continued
the Priest kept blessing long shots, and each one
ended up winning.
The gambler was elated. He made a quick dash
to the ATM, withdrew all his savings, and awaited
for the Priest's blessing that would tell him
which horse to bet on.
True to his pattern, the Priest stepped onto the
track for the last race and blessed the forehead
of an old nag that was the longest shot of the day.
This time the priest blessed the
of the old nag. The punter knew he had
a winner and bet every cent he owned on the old nag.
He watched dumbfounded as the old nag come
in dead last. In a state of shock, he went to the
track area where the Priest was.
Confronting Him, he demanded, 'Father!
All day long you blessed horses and they all won.
Then in the last race, the horse you blessed
mile. Now, thanks to you
I've lost every cent of my savings!'.
The Priest nodded wisely and with sympathy.
Son,' he said, 'that's the problem with
you Protestants, you can't tell the
difference between a simple blessing
and last rites.'
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