>Toward the end of Sunday service, the Minister asked, 'How many of you have
>forgiven your enemies?'
>
>80% held up their hands. The Minister then repeated his question.
>All responded this time, except one small elderly lady.
>
>'Mrs. Neely?'; 'Are you not willing to forgive your enemies?'
>
>I don't have any.' She replied, smiling sweetly.
>
>'Mrs. Neely, that is very unusual. How old are you?'
>
>'Ninety-eight.' she replied.
>
>'Oh, Mrs. Neely, would you please come down in front & tell us all how a
>person can live ninety-eight years & not have an enemy in the world?'
>
>The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the
>congregation, and said:
>
>
> 'I outlived the bltches.'
>

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