Now, that's  what I call a fertility SYMBOL! 

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One Sunday morning the preacher had spent all his sermon on the theme of "forgiving one's enemies."  At  the end he asked all those who now were convinced that they should forgive their enemies to raise their hands. Only about half the congregation put their hands up.

Not satisfied, the good minister went on for another 15 minutes and repeated the question.  This time about 80% of the members raised their hands.

Still unhappy, the preacher carried on for another 15 minutes. The third time when he asked his members how many were NOW convinced that they should forgive their enemies,  the members,  more than ready for lunch  and tired of the preacher's ranting, all raised their hands, except for one little old lady.

The pastor turned to her and asked her why she had not raised her hand.

"Don't have any enemies," the little lady replied. 

Intrigued, the minister called her up to  the podium.

"How old are you?" he asked.

To which the little, old lady replied, "93".

"You're 93- years-old and you don't have a SINGLE enemy!  the pastor stated. " How can that  be?"

"I outlived all the bitches!"  the little old lady answered with a satisfied smirk

 


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