Paddy’s Parking Space
September 29th, 2008
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 have pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to mass every Sunday for the rest of my life and give up me Irish whiskey.”
Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
Paddy looked up again and said, “Never mind, I found one.”
Nice.