Last week, I took my grand-children to a restaurant. My six-year-old grand-son

asked if he could say grace.

As we bowed our heads he said, "God is good, God is great. Thank you for the
food, and I would even thank you more if Nana gets us ice cream for dessert. And
liberty and justice for all! Amen!"

Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby, I heard a woman remark,
"That's what's wrong with this country. Kids today don't even know how to pray.
Asking God for ice cream! Why, I never!"

Hearing this, my grand-son burst into tears and asked me, "Did I do it wrong? Is
God mad at me?"

As I held him and assured him that he had done a terrific job, and God was
certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached the table. He winked

at my grand-son and said, "I happen to know that God thought that was a great

prayer."

"Really?" my grand-son asked.


"Cross my heart," the man replied.

Then, in a theatrical whisper, he added (indicating the woman whose remark

had started this whole thing), "Too bad she never asks God for ice cream. A little
ice cream is good for the soul sometimes."

Naturally, I bought my grand-children ice cream at the end of the meal. My
grand-son stared at his for a moment, and then did something I will remember the
rest of my life.

He picked up his sundae and, without a word, walked over and placed it in front
of the woman. With a big smile he told her,



"Here, this is for you. Shove it up your ass you grouchy old bitch! "

Too Funny!

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Originally posted by Dall85:

Too Funny!

Ditto!