I Really Want A Car

A little Catholic kid was praying as hard as he could. "God," he prayed, "I really want a car." Jumping up and dashing to the window, he saw that the driveway was empty.

"God," he prayed again, "I really need a car." Still no answer to his prayers. Suddenly the kid stood up, ran into his parents' bedroom, and grabbed the statuette of the Virgin Mar off the mantelpiece. He wrapped it up in ten layers of paper, using three rolls of tape and a spool of twine, then stuffed it inside a box at the very bottom of his closet.

"Okay, God," he said, getting down onto his knees again, "if you ever want to see your mother again..."