How about a laugh, (hopefully)

Did You Know...

In Las Vegas there are more Catholic Churches than casinos. Not surprisingly some worshipers at Sunday services give casino chips rather than cash when the basket is passed.

Since they get chips from many different casinos, the churches have devised a method to collect the offerings. The churches send all of their collected chips to a nearby Franciscan monastery for sorting and then the chips are taken to the casinos of origin and cashed in.

This is done by the chip monks.

A newspaper reporter was doing a story of an 80 year ‘young’ woman who had recently married for the 4th time. He’d asked her all kinds of questions, one being, what does her current husband do for a living. She replied “That he’s a funeral director and just the most sweet and patient man.”
That got the curiosity of the young reporter so he asked what her previous husbands did. She said, “Well, my first husband was a banker. We had a very wealthy and happy life. He died way too soon. My second husband was so much fun, he was a Circus Ring Master. There was never a dull moment. My third husband, believe it or not was a minister! He was the dearest man and we had many happy years together.”
The reporter looked so surprised by the fact that none of these men had anything in common. What had attracted her to such a diverse group of husbands? “Well” she said, “I married one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready…”

Did You Know...

In Las Vegas there are more Catholic Churches than casinos. Not surprisingly some worshipers at Sunday services give casino chips rather than cash when the basket is passed.

Since they get chips from many different casinos, the churches have devised a method to collect the offerings. The churches send all of their collected chips to a nearby Franciscan monastery for sorting and then the chips are taken to the casinos of origin and cashed in.

This is done by the chip monks.

Did You Know...

In Las Vegas there are more Catholic Churches than casinos. Not surprisingly some worshipers at Sunday services give casino chips rather than cash when the basket is passed.

Since they get chips from many different casinos, the churches have devised a method to collect the offerings. The churches send all of their collected chips to a nearby Franciscan monastery for sorting and then the chips are taken to the casinos of origin and cashed in.

This is done by the chip monks.

A newspaper reporter was doing a story of an 80 year ‘young’ woman who had recently married for the 4th time. He’d asked her all kinds of questions, one being, what does her current husband do for a living. She replied “That he’s a funeral director and just the most sweet and patient man.”
That got the curiosity of the young reporter so he asked what her previous husbands did. She said, “Well, my first husband was a banker. We had a very wealthy and happy life. He died way too soon. My second husband was so much fun, he was a Circus Ring Master. There was never a dull moment. My third husband, believe it or not was a minister! He was the dearest man and we had many happy years together.”
The reporter looked so surprised by the fact that none of these men had anything in common. What had attracted her to such a diverse group of husbands? “Well” she said, “I married one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready…”

Did You Know...

In Las Vegas there are more Catholic Churches than casinos. Not surprisingly some worshipers at Sunday services give casino chips rather than cash when the basket is passed.

Since they get chips from many different casinos, the churches have devised a method to collect the offerings. The churches send all of their collected chips to a nearby Franciscan monastery for sorting and then the chips are taken to the casinos of origin and cashed in.

This is done by the chip monks.

A senior citizen drove his brand new Corvette convertible out of the dealership. Taking off down the road, he floored it to 80 mph, enjoying the wind blowing through what little gray hair he had left. Amazing, he thought as he flew down the freeway, pushing the pedal even more.
Looking in his rear view mirror, he saw a state trooper behind him, lights flashing and siren blaring. He floored it to 100 mph, then 110, then 120. Suddenly he thought, What am I doing? I'm too old for this, and pulled over to await the trooper's arrival.
Pulling in behind him, the trooper walked up to the Corvette, looked at his watch, and said, "Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes. Today is Friday. If you can give me a reason for speeding that I've never heard before, I'll let you go."
The old gentleman paused. Then he said, "Years ago, my wife ran off with a state trooper. I thought you were bringing her back."
"Have a good day, sir," replied the trooper.