Frankie wants to win the lottery. He wants to win the lottery so badly that he slips into the sanctuary at St. Anthony's every night, looks around, and if he sees the confessionals and pews are empty, he pleads at the altar rail. He says, "Lord, please, please, let me win the lottery! I just wanna catch a break in life!"
This goes on for twenty years, every night that exposition takes place. "Please, Lord!! Let me win the lottery!!"
Finally, a booming voice, shaking the pillars and stations, announces itself from on high.
"FRANKIE. MEET ME HALFWAY. BUY A TICKET!!"
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Which reminds me of a joke
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