RammaDuhhix
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Hiya everyone
I red this today and even though I don't think it a joke, it gave me a right good ole laugh.
Enjoy.
There was a man who worked for the Post Office who's job it was to process
all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day, a letter came addressed
in a shaky handwriting to God. He thought he should open it to see what it
was about. The letter read,
Dear God,
I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension.
Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had £100 in it, which was all the
money I had until my next pension day. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had
invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have
nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only
hope. Can you please help me?
Sincerely,
Edna
The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other
workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few quid.
By the time he made the rounds, he had collected £96, which they put into
an envelope and sent to the woman. The rest of the day, all the workers
felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share
with her friends. Christmas came and went. A few days later, another letter
came from the old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the
letter was opened, It read:
Dear God,
How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because
of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends.
We had a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift. By the
way, there was £4 missing. I think it must have been those thieving
b@****ds at the Post Office.
Sincerely,
Edna
I red this today and even though I don't think it a joke, it gave me a right good ole laugh.
Enjoy.
There was a man who worked for the Post Office who's job it was to process
all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day, a letter came addressed
in a shaky handwriting to God. He thought he should open it to see what it
was about. The letter read,
Dear God,
I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension.
Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had £100 in it, which was all the
money I had until my next pension day. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had
invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have
nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only
hope. Can you please help me?
Sincerely,
Edna
The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other
workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few quid.
By the time he made the rounds, he had collected £96, which they put into
an envelope and sent to the woman. The rest of the day, all the workers
felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share
with her friends. Christmas came and went. A few days later, another letter
came from the old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the
letter was opened, It read:
Dear God,
How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because
of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends.
We had a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift. By the
way, there was £4 missing. I think it must have been those thieving
b@****ds at the Post Office.
Sincerely,
Edna