CATHOLIC HORSES

Bubba was from Alabama and was a hard-shell Southern
Baptist. He loved to sneak away to the racetrack.

One day he was there betting on the ponies and losing
his shirt when 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, this
horse, a very long shot -- won the race. Bubba was
most interested to see what the priest did the next
race.

Sure enough, he watched the priest step out onto the
track as the horses for the fifth race lined up, and
placed a blessing on the forehead of one of the
horses.
Bubba made a beeline for the window and placed a small
bet on the horse. Again, even though another long
shot, the horse the priest had blessed won the race.
Bubba collected his winning and anxiously waited to
see which horse the priest bestowed his blessing on
for
the 6th race.

The priest showed, blessed a horse, Bubba bet on it,
and it won! Bubba was elated!

As the day went on, the priest continued blessing one
of the horses, and it always came in first. Bubba
began to pull in some serious money, and by the last
race, he knew his wildest dreams were going to come
true. He made a quick stop at the ATM, withdrew big
money and awaited the priest's blessing that would
tell him which horse to bet on.

True to his pattern, the priest stepped out onto the
track before the last race and blessed the forehead,
eyes, ears and hooves of one of the horses.

Bubba bet every cent, and watched the horse come in
dead last. He was dumbfounded. He made his way to the
track and when he found the priest, he demanded, "What
happened, Father? All day you blessed horses and they
won. The last race, you blessed a horse and he lost.
Now I've lost my savings, thanks to you!!"

The priest nodded wisely and said, "That's the problem
with you Protestants...you can't tell the difference
between a simple blessing and the Last Rites."