catholic horses

[jacko]

A salesman 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 andbehold,that horse - a very long shot - won the race.

Next race,as the horseslined up, the Priest stepped onto the track.

Sure enough, he blessed one of the horses. The salesman made a

beeline for abetting 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 blessinglong shots, and each one ended up winning.

The salesman was elated.He made a quick dash to the ATM,

withdrewall his savings,and waited for the Priest's

blessing that would tell him which horse to bet on.

True to his pattern,

thePriest stepped onto thetrack 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.

The punter knew he had a winner and bet every cent he owned on the old nag.

He watcheddumbfounded asthe old nag came in last. In a state of shock, he went

to the track area where the Priest was. Confronting Him, he demanded:,

'Father! What happened?All day long you blessed horses and they all won.

Thenin the last race, the horse you blessed lost by a mile.

Now thanks to you,I've lost every cent of my savings!'



The Priest noddedwisely and with sympathy.

'Son,' he said,'that's theproblem with you Protestants,

You can't tell the difference between a ‘simple blessing’ and ‘last rites’.

[aidipi]

That made me smile!