There's this bad storm and whole lot of sea critters are washed up on the beach. Couple is out walking and the woman is picking up the critters and tossing them back in. Man asks her what the hell she's doing that for; there must be thousands of them on the beach and she's only going to get a few back in, not enough to make any difference, fer pete's sake!
"Makes a difference to this one," she says, throwing another back in.
Blessings,
Barbara