The Blond and the Lord
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The Blond and the Lord
A blond is on her knees praying one night " Dear Lord, please help me. My husband just left me, took all the money out of our bank account, and I'm two months behind on the mortgage. You have to help me win the lottery."
That week, someone else wins the lottery.
The next week, the blond prays again "Please, Lord, I just lost the house, I lost my job, and I don't know how I'm going to feed my kids. You have to help me win the lottery."
That week, someone else wins the lottery.
The next week, the blond is frantic "Please, Lord. I've never asked anything of you before. I've tried all my life to be kind and compassionate to others, helpful, I go to church every Sunday, and I've tried to raise my children to be good students and model citizens. I've lost my husband, all my money, my house, and now my car. My kids are going to starve. Please, please hel, me win the lottery."
Suddenly, a blinding flash of light appears overhead along with a booming voice: "Sweetheart, work with me on this -- buy a ticket."
That week, someone else wins the lottery.
The next week, the blond prays again "Please, Lord, I just lost the house, I lost my job, and I don't know how I'm going to feed my kids. You have to help me win the lottery."
That week, someone else wins the lottery.
The next week, the blond is frantic "Please, Lord. I've never asked anything of you before. I've tried all my life to be kind and compassionate to others, helpful, I go to church every Sunday, and I've tried to raise my children to be good students and model citizens. I've lost my husband, all my money, my house, and now my car. My kids are going to starve. Please, please hel, me win the lottery."
Suddenly, a blinding flash of light appears overhead along with a booming voice: "Sweetheart, work with me on this -- buy a ticket."
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