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Level of Tangerine Feather
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Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place.** Looking up to heaven he said, 'Lord take pity on me.** If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey!'
Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
Paddy looked up again and said, 'Never mind, I found one.'
Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
Paddy looked up again and said, 'Never mind, I found one.'