Billy
Boaj was in church with his mom for Sunday mass when he felt
a sudden barf attack impending. "Mom, I think I'm going
to throw up!" She told him, "I want you to run outside
as fast as you can. Run across the lawn and go behind the bushes.
You can throw up behind the bushes and nobody will see you."
So little Billy ran for the door.
Less
than a minute later, he returned to his seat next to his mom.
He had the look of obvious relief on his young face. "Did
you make it all the way to the bushes, Billy?"
"I
didn't have to go that far, Mom. Just as I got to the front
door, I found a box that had a sign on it: FOR THE SICK."
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Dozens
of little boajes were lined up in the cafeteria of a seminary
for boajes just before lunch. At the head of the table was a large
pile of apples. The priest made a note, and posted on the apple
tray: "Take only ONE. God is watching." Moving further
along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large
pile of chocolate chip cookies. A young boaj had written another
note, "Take all you want. God is watching the apples."
A
A boaj appeared before St. Peter at the Pearly Gates. "Have
you ever done anything of particular merit?" St. Peter asked.
"Well, I can think of one thing," the boaj offered.
"Once, on a trip to the Black Hills out in South Dakota ,
I came upon a gang of thugs, who threatening an old lady. I directed
them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. So, I approached
the largest and most heavily tattooed biker and smacked him in
his face, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and
threw it on the ground. I yelled, "Now, back off!! Or there
is more where that came from for all of you!" St. Peter was
impressed, "When did this happen?" "Just a couple
minutes ago..."
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