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12 Apr 01 - 12:51 AM (#438774) Subject: A Grandfather's Rugby Heaven story From: katlaughing This was posted on my RootsWeb email newsletter, today, and I thought those in the UK might esp. get a kick out of it:
HUMOR.
Mr. Jones dies and finds himself at the Pearly Gates where a saint is standing guard. "Well, Mr. Jones, before I can let you in I have to ask if there is anything in your life that you are ashamed of?" "Sir, there is one incident for which I feel real remorse. I used to play rugby for Wales, and during the last match of the Five Nations cup (this was before 1999) I went over the line and was awarded a try. It was the deciding factor in Wales winning the cup for the first time in several years, but it really wasn't a try as my foot went into touch. Neither the line judge nor the referee noticed and we won the game. I should have owned up, but I just couldn't admit my shame. I suppose I have to go to the other place now." "Of course not, Mr. Jones. You are lucky it's Saint Peter's day off. I'm Saint David."
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