Mitch was losing his shirt at the racetrack when he noticed a priest bless the forehead of a long shot lining up for the fourth race. Lo and behold, the horse won.
Just before the fifth race, the priest did the same to another horse. So Mitch placed a small bet on it and won. That day, Mitch raked in serious money following the priest’s lead.
Before the last race, he saw the priest bless the forehead — as well as the eyes, ears, and hooves — of one of the horses. Mitch bet every cent he had, then watched the horse come in last. Dumb-founded, he hollered at the priest, “What happened? All day long you blessed horses and they won. The last race, you blessed a horse and he lost!”
“That’s the problem with you Protestants,” said the priest. “You can’t tell the difference between a simple blessing and the last rites.”
DCG
You say he collapsed after crossing the finish line???
LOL~!
LOL! Hilarious!