Las Vegas churches Accept gambling Chips

I TRULY DID NOT KNOW THIS!
 
Las Vegas churches
Accept gambling
Chips

THIS MAY COME AS A SURPRISE
TO THOSE OF YOU NOT LIVING IN
LAS VEGAS , BUT THERE ARE MORE CATHOLIC CHURCHES THAN CASINOS.


NOT SURPRISINGLY, SOME WORSHIPERS AT SUNDAY SERVICES WILL GIVE CASINO CHIPS RATHER THAN CASH WHEN THE BASKET IS PASSED. 

SINCE THEY GET CHIPS FROM MANY DIFFERENT CASINOS, THE CHURCHES HAVE DEVISED A METHOD TO COLLECT THE OFFERINGS. 

THE CHURCHES SEND ALL THEIR COLLECTED CHIPS TO A NEARBY FRANCISCAN MONASTERY FOR SORTING AND THEN THE CHIPS ARE TAKEN TO THE CASINOS OF ORIGIN AND CASHED IN. 


THIS IS DONE BY THE CHIP MONKS.

YOU
DIDN'T EVEN SEE IT COMING DID YOU? 

Audit Grandpa

The IRS decides to audit Grandpa, and summons him to the IRS  office.

  The IRS auditor was not surprised when Grandpa showed up with his attorney.

  The auditor said, 'Well, sir, you have an extravagant lifestyle and no

  full-time employment, Which you explain by saying that you win money

  gambling. I'm not sure the IRS finds that believable.'

  I'm a great gambler, and I can prove it,' says Grandpa. 'How about a

  demonstration?'

  The auditor thinks for a moment and said, 'Okay. Go ahead.'

  Grandpa says, 'I'll bet you a thousand dollars that I can bite my own eye.'

The auditor thinks a moment and says, 'It's a bet.'  Grandpa removes his glass eye and bites it.

  The auditor's jaw drops.  Grandpa says, 'Now, I'll bet you two thousand dollars that I can bite my

  other eye.'

  Now the auditor can tell Grandpa isn't blind, so he takes the

  bet. Grandpa removes his dentures and bites his good eye.

  The stunned auditor now realizes he has wagered and lost three grand, with

  Grandpa's attorney as a witness. He starts to get nervous.

  'Want to go double or nothing?' Grandpa asks 'I'll bet you six thousand

  dollars that I can stand on one side of your desk, and pee into that wastebasket

  on the other side, and never get a drop anywhere in between.'

  The auditor, twice burned, is cautious now, but he looks carefully and

  decides there's no way this old guy could possibly manage that stunt, so he

  agrees again.

  Grandpa stands beside the desk and unzips his pants, but although he strains

  mightily, he can't make the stream reach the wastebasket on the other side,

  so he pretty much urinates all over the auditor's desk.

  The auditor leaps with joy, realizing that he has just turned a major loss

  into a break even.

  But Grandpa's attorney moans and puts his head in his hands.

  'Are you okay?' the auditor asks.

  'Not really,' says the attorney. 'This morning, when Grandpa told me he'd

  been summoned for an audit, he bet me twenty-five thousand dollars that he

  could come in here and piss all over your desk and that you'd be happy about it.

The Devil made me do it

One day a guy dies and finds himself in hell. As he is wallowing in despair
he has his first meeting with a demon...

Demon: Why so glum  chum?
Guy:  What do you think?  I'm in hell.
Demon:  Hell's not so bad.  We actually have a lot of fun down here...you a
drinkin' man?
Guy:  Sure,  I love to drink.  Love the drinks.
Demon:  Well you're gonna love Mondays then.  On  Mondays that's all we do
is drink.  Whiskey,  tequila,  Guinness,  wine coolers,  diet tab, and
fresca...we drink till we throw up and then we drink some more!
Guy:  Gee that sounds great.

Demon:  You a smoker?
Guy: You better believe it!  Love the smoking.
Demon:  Alright!  You're gonna love Tuesdays.  We get the finest cigars from
all over the world and smoke our lungs out.  If you get cancer - no biggie -
you're already dead remember?
Guy:  Wow...that's...awesome!

Demon:  I bet you like to gamble.
Guy:  Why  yes  as a matter of fact  I do.  Love the gambling.
Demon:  Cause Wednesday you can gamble all you want.  Craps, Blackjack,
Roulette, Poker, Slots, whatever...  If you go Bankrupt...well you're dead
anyhow.

Demon:   You into drugs?
Guy:  Are you kidding?  Love drugs! You don't mean...
Demon:  That's right!  Thursday is drug day.  Help yourself to a great big
bowl of crack. or smack.  Smoke a doobie the size of a submarine. You can do
all the drugs you want and if ya overdose - that's right - you're dead - who
cares!  O.D.!!
Guy:  Yowza!  I never realized Hell was such a swingin' place!!

Demon: You gay?
Guy:  Uh  no.

Demon:  Ooooh  (grimaces) you're really gonna hate Fridays.