Every year, Ray entered the state lottery hoping to win. He never did of course. One day, after praying vigorously and hoping for God's message, he headed out to the State Fair. A flash of lightning struck as he was passing Liz's carnival stall. She was bending over, and he saw she was not wearing panties. He could see the number 7 written on each of her butt cheeks. He bet on 77, as he thought God had given him a sign. He lost again. So sad! The winning number was 707. Moral of this story: Never underestimate the importance of assholes in your l… Читать далее
