IJMC - Priest At the Track

Some days, some nights, are just meant for slacking off. For having lots 
to do and procrastinating anyway. Sleep late, cuddle under a blanket, 
watch bad television, eat junk food, whatever. Just take a day off from 
the rest of the world, it's mores, and well, just slack.           -dave







 Charlie was a regular visitor at the race track. One afternoon he
 noticed an unusual sight. Right before the first race, a Catholic
 priest visited one of the horses in the stable area and gave it a
 blessing. Charlie watched the horse race very carefully, and sure
 enough the blessed horse came in first!

 Charlie followed the priest before the next race, and again the
 priest went to the stables and performed a similar procedure. Charlie
 played a hunch and put a couple of dollars on the blessed horse. Sure
 enough, the blessed horse came in by two lengths and Charlie won close
 to fifty bucks!  The priest continued the same procedure through the
 next few races and the horse won each time.

 So between races Charlie left the track and went to the bank to
 withdraw his life's savings, $20,000. The biggest race of the day was
 the last one. Charlie followed the priest and watched carefully which
 horse he blessed.

 He then went to the betting window and put his whole bundle of cash on
 that horse, to win. Then Charlie went out to watch the horses race.
 Down the stretch they came and as they crossed the finish line, the
 horse Charlie's fortune was bet on was far behind ... dead last!
 Charlie was crushed.

 He located the priest and told him that he had been watching him bless
 the horses which all became winners throughout the day. Charlie then
 asked, "What happened to the last horse which you blessed?  Because of
 your failure on that last horse, I have lost my entire life's savings."

 "That's the trouble with you Protestants," sighed the priest, "you
 never could tell the difference between a blessing and the Last Rites."