A little boy wanted a bicycle for Christmas.
His mother said she didn’t have enough money to buy him a new bike but suggested that if he wrote to Jesus promising to be a good boy in the future, then maybe Jesus might be willing to get him one.
So the boy started writing out a letter. ‘Dear Jesus, I promise to be good for one year…’
He crossed it out and wrote: ‘Dear Jesus, I promise to be good for one month.’
Still, he wasn’t happy, so he crossed it out and wrote: ‘Dear Jesus, I promise to be good for one week.’
His head spun, he tore up the paper, and went for a walk.
As he passed the local church, he noticed a nativity scene.
When nobody was looking, he grabbed the figure of Mary, hid it under his coat, and ran home.
There he composed a new letter. ‘Dear Jesus, if you ever want to see your mother again…’
A little boy was attending his first wedding.
A little boy was attending his first wedding.
After the service, his cousin asked him, “How many women can a man marry?”
“Sixteen,” the boy responded. His cousin was amazed that he had an answer so quickly.
“How do you know that?” “Easy,” the little boy said.
“All you have to do is add it up like the Bishop said: 4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer.”
LOL!!
