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Harry
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Every night after dinner, Harry took off for the local watering hole. He
would spend the whole evening there and always arrive home, well
inebriated, around midnight each night.
He usually had trouble getting his key to fit the keyhole and couldn't get
the door open. And, every time this happened, his wife would go to the door
and let him in. Then, she would proceed to yell and scream at him for his
constant nights out and coming home in a drunken state. But, Harry still
continued his nightly routine.
One day, the distraught wife was talking to a friend about her husband's
behavior. The friend listened and suggested, "Why don't you treat him a
little differently when he comes home? Instead of berating him, why don't
you give him some loving words and welcome him home with a kiss? Then, he
might change his ways." The wife thought this might be a good idea.
That night, Harry took off again after dinner. And, at about midnight, he
arrived home in his usual condition.
His wife heard him at the door. She quickly opened it and let Harry in.
Instead of beating him as she had always done, this time she took his arm
and led him into the living room. She sat Harry down in an easy chair, put
his feet up on the foot stool, and took his shoes off. Then, she went
behind him and started to cuddle him a little. After a short while, she
whispered to Harry, "It's pretty late, dear. I think we should go upstairs
to bed now, don't you think?"
Harry replied in his inebriated state, "Heck, I guess we might as well.
I'll get in trouble when I get home anyway!"
Puzzle
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Even if you give this to someone else, you still get to keep it. What is
it?
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SCROLL DOWN TO FIND THE SOLUTION
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Answer: Your Word
Luck
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Patrick O'Reilly was lucky. Since the day he had found that four leaf
clover, everything good seemed to come his way. He had met the wonderful
Rosie, and after a whirlwind romance, they were married. And now, a year
later, he was the proud father of beautiful twins, a boy and a girl.
At work, the story was the same. He had been promoted and had received a
substantial raise, and now the firm had come up with a profit sharing plan.
Patty was certain his good fortune was due to his 4-leaf clover. Everywhere
he went, he was certain to be carrying the talisman in his suit pocket.
One morning, Patty could not find the clover.
He searched the house, but it was not there. In panic, he tried to recall
when he had last seen it. He finally recalled it was in his gray suit that
he had dropped off at the dry cleaners.
He rushed to the cleaners only to find that the work had been completed and
his suit was ready to be picked up. He searched the suit and found the
4-leaf clover, still in one piece but now flattened from the dry cleaning.
From that day on, Patty's fortunes changed. Life was good but was no longer
perfect.
The little inconveniences were always there.
He had a flat tire as he was driving to an important meeting.
The twins developed measles when his boss and his wife were over for
dinner.
No, Patty's life had changed. He still carried the amulet, but he was
certainly not living under the silver lining he was used to and had come to
expect.
Finally, he had had enough. He visited the parish priest to see if he could
help him understand what had happened.
"This certainly was to be expected," he was told. "You should have known
... One should never press one's luck."
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