Joke No. 91

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, Lord, I found
one."