Quote Originally Posted by Scrap
Hyme in the synagouge talking to God. God Ive asked you the last 3 weeks to let me win the Lottery Im a good Jewish boy and helped put a roof on this place. But Im in big trouble the wife has left me , Im going bankrupt Im in big trouble help me. A LOUD VOICE REPLYS HYME MEET ME HALF WAY BUY A FUCKING TICKET.
love it !

its like the preacher sitting next to the fighters mother at the match.. mom turns to the preachers and say.. would you pray from my son to win.. he said sure, sure but it would help if he could punch !