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Then they could only say 2 words.
The first 7 years passed and they went into a small room.
His 2 words were "too cold".
The next 7 years passed and they took him back into the small room and his 2 words were "bad food".
The next 7 years passed and they took him back into the small room and his 2 words were "I quit".
Good they said, "all you have done is complain."
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Pedro was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place.
Looking up toward 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 my life and give up tequila."
Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
Pedro looked up again and said, "Never mind. I found one."
Looking up toward 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 my life and give up tequila."
Miraculously, a parking place appeared.
Pedro looked up again and said, "Never mind. I found one."