We can all use a laugh

A punter was at the Horse๐ŸŽ 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 horses๐ŸŽ lining up for the 4th race.
Lo and behold, that Horse๐ŸŽ - a very long shot - won the race.
Next race, as the Horses๐ŸŽ lined up, the Priest stepped onto the track. Sure enough, he blessed one of the Horses.๐ŸŽ
The punter made a beeline for a betting window and placed a small bet on the Horse๐ŸŽ. Again, even though it was another long shot, the horse๐ŸŽ won the race.
He collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the Priest would bless next..???๐Ÿค”
He bet big on it, and it won. As the races continued the Priest kept blessing longshots, and each one ended up winning.
The punter was elated. He made a quick dash to the ATM,๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿ’ฐ withdrew all his worldly savings, ๐Ÿ’ฐand awaited for the Priest's blessing that would tell him which Horse ๐ŸŽto 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 eyes, ears, and hooves of the old nag.๐ŸŽ
The Punter knew he had a winner and bet every cent ๐Ÿ’ตhe owned on the old nag.๐ŸŽ
He watched dumbfounded as the old nag๐ŸŽ came in last. In a state of shock,๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ญ he went to the track area where the Priest was.
Confronting him, he demanded, 'Father, Father..! What happened..??? ๐Ÿ˜ฑAll day long you blessed horses ๐ŸŽand they all won. Then in the last race, the horse ๐ŸŽyou blessed lost by a 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 fucking Protestants, you can't
tell the difference between a simple Blessing and The Last Rites"
 

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