The preacher, in his Sunday sermon, used "Forgive Your Enemies" as his subject. After a long sermon, he asked how many were willing to forgive their enemies. About half held up their hands. Not satisfied he pleaded for another twenty minutes and repeated his
question. This time he received a response of eighty percent.

Still unsatisfied, he lectured for fifteen minutes and repeated his question. With all thoughts now on Sunday dinner, all responded except one elderly lady in the rear.

"Ms. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your
enemies?"

"I don't have any."

"Ms. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?"

"Ninety-three."

"Ms. Jones, please come down in front and tell the congregation how a person can live to ninety-three and not have an enemy in the world."

The little sweetheart of a lady teetered down the aisle, very slowly turned around and said: "It's easy. I just outlived the motherfuckers."

You know that will be you someday.  [:D]

But, of course!  I would [b]never[/b] insult you.  [:)]

No kidding.  My oldest one began my list in June, 1980.  [}:D]

That's big-time bad karma.  [;)]


I don't wish anyone dead.  But, if I really dislike someone, I wish they will be reincarnated as a Frenchman when they do eventually die.  [:D]