Joke No. 63

Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had
an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place.

Looking up to heaven he said, "Lord take pity on me. If you
find me a parking place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the
rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey".

Miraculously, a parking place appeared.

Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."