Just Pray

                              Stephe Powell

One evening, he overhears his young son saying his Bedtime Prayers:  "God
bless  Mommy,  God  Bless  Daddy,  God  Bless Grandma, God Bless Grandpa,
Goodbye  Uncle  Ed." "Goodbye Uncle Ed?", he thought, "What could he have
meant by that?"

Well, the next day, they got a phone call; seems old Uncle Ed up and took
a  heart  attack.   Killed  him deader than hell.  "Hmm...  " thought the
father, "How about that?"

A  few  months  later,  he  overhears  his son praying again:  "God bless
Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma, Goodbye Grandpa." Sure enough,
the  next  day  Grandpa was crossing the street when he got hit by a bus.
Never  knew what hit him.  "Well," said our hero, "This kid's got two out
of two."

A  few  weeks later he hears the lad a third time:  "God bless Mommy, God
bless  Grandma, Goodbye Daddy." Boy, is he alarmed!  "Oh my God!  This is
it!   I'm  finished !  It is the end of the line!  The fat lady has sung!
It's all over!"

So  he  went  to  bed  that  night,  but didn't sleep too well.  The next
morning he looks out the window and sees the sun coming up on a beautiful
day and says "It's my last Dawn!  Ah, what the Hell, might as well go out
in a blaze of glory."

He  hops  in his car, tears down the street at 90 miles per hour, running
over  a  motorcycle  cop along the way.  He goes into his office, empties
all  his desk drawers on the floor, throws papers everywhere, goes in and
tells his boss exactly what he thinks of him, and pinches the secretary's
bum as he walks out the door.

Then  he goes down to the pub, orders a round for the house, and procedes
to  get  schnockered.  Well, three o'clock in the afternoon rolls around,
and  he  is  still  there.   At  four o'clock he orders another drink and
waits.  At five o'clock he starts to panic.  "What am I going to do?  I'm
in trouble with the cops, I don't have a job, and I've got this $1000 bar
tab.  Let's hurry up and get this over with!"

Finally  at  six  o'clock, he gets in his car and slowly drives home.  He
goes  into his house and plops himself down on the couch.  His wife walks
in, and he says "Darling, I had a really bad day."

His  wife says "You think YOU had a bad day?  I went outside this morning
and there was the postman, dead on the doorstep !"

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