truck and lost. This year, he told his friend David, he wasn't going to
bother and enter
"What kind of attitude is that?" David asked. He leaned closer and
whispered, "What you need, pal, is faith. Look around and see if the good
Lord sends you a message."
Strolling around the fair, Paul grew more and more despondent as the drawing
neared. Nothing struck him, no divine inspiration, no sign from God.
Finally, while he was passing old Mrs. Kelleher's pie stand, he glanced over
and saw the woman bending down. She wasn't wearing any panties, and suddenly
her ass began to glow. All of a sudden, a finger of flame came from the
skies and without her even knowing it, used her ass as a notepad. The fiery
finger etched a seven on each cheek.
Thanking God, Paul rushed to the raffle booth and played the number 77. A
few minutes later, the drawing was held. And once again, Paul lost.
The winning number was 707....I Could Be Good For You
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