Jewish Bookie Loses Money : A Priest Explains Everything (Humor)

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The Jewish Bookie

 

A Jewish bookie was at the races playing the ponies and losing his

shirt. He noticed a Priest step out onto the track and bless the

forehead of one of the horses lining up for the 4th race.

 

Lo and behold, that horse - a long shot - won the race. 

 

Next race, as the horses lined up, the Priest stepped onto

the track. Sure enough, he blessed one of the horses. 

The bookie 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 won the race. He collected his

winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the Priest

would bless next.

 

He bet big on it, and it won.  

 

As the races continued the Priest kept blessing horses, and

each one ended up winning. The bookie was elated. He made a

quick dash to the ATM, withdrew all his savings, and awaited

for the Priest's next 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 100/1. This time the priest blessed the eyes, ears, and

hooves of the old nag. The bookie knew he had a winner and

bet every cent he had on the old nag. He watched dumbfounded

as the old nag pulled up lame and couldn't even finish the race. 

 

In a state of shock, he went to the track area where the

Priest was standing. Confronting him, he exclaimed,

"Father! What happened? All day long you blessed horses

and they all won. Then in the last race, the horse you

blessed never even had a chance.

Now, thanks to you I've lost all my money!"

 

The Priest nodded wisely and with sympathy. "You

aren't Catholic are you my son?"

 

"No,

I'm Jewish."

 

"That's the problem", said the Priest,

"you couldn't tell the difference between a blessing and last rites."