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[deekay]

 

One day while he was at the track playing the ponies and all but losing his shirt, Mitch noticed a priest who stepped 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..


Before the next race, as the horses began lining up, Mitch watched with interest the old priest step onto the track. Sure enough, as the 5th race horses came to the starting gate the priest made a blessing on the forehead of one of the horses.

Mitch 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 the priest had blessed won the race.

Mitch collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the priest would bless for the 6th race. The priest again blessed a horse.



Mitch bet big on it, and it won. Mitch was elated.. As the races continued the priest kept blessing long shot horses, and each one ended up coming in first.


By and by, Mitch was pulling in some serious money. By the last race, he knew his wildest dreams were going to come true. He made a quick dash to the ATM, withdrew all his savings, and awaited 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.

Mitch also observed the priest blessing the eyes, ears, and hooves of the old nag.  Mitch knew he had a winner and bet every cent he owned on the old nag.


He then watched dumbfounded as the old nag come in dead last. Mitch, in a state of shock, made his way down to the track area where the priest was.

Confronting the old priest he demanded, 'Father! What happened?

All day long you blessed horses and they all won. Then in the last race, the horse you blessed lost by a Kentucky mile. Now, thanks to you I've lost every cent of my savings -- all of it!'.


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.'
 

[AXIL]

 

[ALRG8TOR]

 

What is the difference?

[rydwHim]

What is the difference?

Last rites is a ceremony a priest performs in the last few hours of life, just prior to death.

[ALRG8TOR]

Last rites is a ceremony a priest performs in the last few hours of life, just prior to death.

Ha! I got that part, what is the difference in the ceremony between a simple blessing and last rites?

[Special_Ed]

Ha! I got that part, what is the difference in the ceremony between a simple blessing and last rites?

You can usually walk away from a blessing.   

[ALRG8TOR]

Apparently the horse in question RAN away but came in DEAD last.

[rydwHim]

Gator, Not to beat a dead horse (pun intended).   20 years ago when I first heard a version of this very good joke the horse died, rather than just finishing last.

[ALRG8TOR]

I think we all had some fun with this one didn't we?

I don't know about you but I'm ready to start riding, unfortunately our weather has not been cooperating, any better in your area?

[My Bagg]

 

[rydwHim]

I think we all had some fun with this one didn't we?

I don't know about you but I'm ready to start riding, unfortunately our weather has not been cooperating, any better in your area?

Sorry for the slow reply. I've not had a moment to spare. Yes, a couple of weeks ago it got up into the 80's and I went for a nice cruise. Since then, cold and wet.  Maybe next week.   

[ALRG8TOR]

It's raining here now and about 40 degrees, just a little better than the snow we received this weekend but I did get out for a short ride last night.

Nothing quite like the 80's, but it won't be long, at least that's what I keep telling myself.