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Sign from Above

  • 12-05-2011 7:35pm
    #1
    coldfire1x
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 3,356 ✭✭✭


    Every year at the state fair Paul entered the lottery for the brand new truck and lost. This year, he told his friend David, he wasn’t going to bother and enter.

    “What kind of attitude is that?” David asked. He leaned closer and whispered, “What you need, pal, is faith. Look around and see if the good Lord sends you a message.”

    Strolling around the fair, Paul grew more and more despondent as the drawing neared. Nothing struck him, no divine inspiration, no sign from God.

    Finally, while he was passing old Mrs. Kelleher’s pie stand, he glanced over and saw the woman bending down. She wasn’t wearing any panties, and suddenly her arse began to glow. All of a sudden, a finger of flame came from the skies and without her even knowing it, used her arse as a notepad. The fiery finger etched a seven on each cheek.

    Thanking God, Paul rushed to the raffle booth and played the number 77. A few minutes later, the drawing was held. And once again, Paul lost.

    The winning number was 707….

    A famous heart specialist doctor died and everyone was gathered at his funeral. A regular coffin was displayed in front of a huge heart. When the minister finished with the sermon and after everyone said their good-byes, the heart was opened, the coffin rolled inside, and the heart closed.

    Just at that moment one of the mourners started laughing. The guy next to him asked: “Why are you laughing?”

    “I was thinking about my own funeral” the man replied.

    “What’s so funny about that?”

    “I’m a gynecologist.”


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