16th February 2007, 00:47
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Join Date: Feb 2006
Location: Buenos Aires - Argentina
Posts: 28,318
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Originally Posted by Livvie
Mick was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and he 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 the whiskey."
Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
Mick looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."
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