A man was late to a meeting and couldn't find a parking spot. In his panic he prayed (in your best Irish accent),
"Lord, please, provide for me a parking spot and I promise you I will give up my Irish Whiskey and will go to Mass faithfully. Please Lord, help a lad."
And sure enough, as he rounded the next row, a car was backing out, right by the front door.
"Oh. Never mind, Lord, a spot just opened up."
2 comments:
HILARIOUS!!!
Ha! that is funny! I just came on your blog to wish you a happy belated birthday! Sorry I missed it the other day. I just looked at my calendar today and saw it. Sorry. :( Hope you had a fabulous time!
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