Race-horses  One day while he was at the track playing the ponies and all but
  losing his shirt, Al noticed a priest who stepped out onto the track
  and blessed the forehead of one of the horses lining up for the 4th    

  Race.    Lo and behold, that horse – a very long shot – won the race..
  Before the next race, as the horses began lining up, Al watched with
  interest the old priest step onto the track. Sure enough, as the 5th
  race horses came to the starting gate the priest made a blessing on the forehead of one of the horses.
  Al made a beeline for a betting window and placed a small bet on
  the horse. Again, even though it was another long shot, the horse the priest had blessed won the race.
  Al collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse
  the priest would bless for the 6th race.? The priest again blessed a
horse.    Al bet big on it, and it won. Al was elated.
  As the races continued the priest kept blessing long shot horses,
  And each one ended up coming in first.? Bye and bye, Al was pulling in  some serious money.
  By the last race, he knew his wildest dreams were going to come true.    He made a quick dash to the ATM, withdrew all his savings, and awaited the priest’s blessing that would tell him which horse to bet on.
  True to his pattern, the priest stepped onto the track for the last
race and blessed the forehead of an old nag that was the longest shot of the day. Al also observed the priest blessing the eyes, ears, and hooves of the old nag.
  Al knew he had a winner and bet every cent he owned on the old nag.  He then watched dumbfounded as the old nag come in dead last.? Al, in a state of shock, made his way down to the track area where the priest was.
  Confronting the old priest he demanded, ‘Father! What happened?? All day long you blessed horses and they all won. Then in the last race, the horse you blessed lost by a Kentucky mile.   Now, thanks to you I’ve lost every cent of my savings  – all of it!’

  The priest nodded wisely and with sympathy.? ‘Son,’ he said, ‘that’s
the problem with you Protestants, you can’t tell the difference between

a simple blessing and last rites.’

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