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>It is Christmas Eve and this chap is on a rooftop about to jump off.
>His wife is leaving him for another man, he has lost his job and
he owes
>thousands of pounds to the bank.
>
>Just as he finishes his prayers and closes his eyes, ready to
jump, Father
>Christmas taps him on the shoulder. "Are you OK?" asks Father
Christmas.
>
>The man explains why he is so miserable and gets ready to jump.
>"Stop!" shouts Father Christmas. "It is Christmas, I will grant
you three
>wishes to solve your problems on the understanding that you will
grant me a
>small favour in return!"
>
>"Would you?" the man replies. "That would be wonderful!!... Thank
you, thank
>you!" Father Christmas promises him that :-
>
>1. You shall go home in 1 hour and your wife will be dressed in
her sexiest
>underwear, begging for forgiveness and longing for your return,
she will
>have no recollection of her new boyfriend.
>
>2. You shall go into work tomorrow, sit at your desk and continue
with your
>work. Your salary will have increased by 50%. Also, nobody will
have any
>recollection of your sacking.
>
>3. You shall go to your bank and you will be ten thousand pounds
in credit,
>you will have no outstanding bills. "Oh thank you, thank you!"
says the man.
>"What is it that I can do for you?"
>
>Father Christmas asks the man to drop his pants and bend over.
After a
>quite brutal Rogering, which made his eyes water a little, Father
Christmas
>asks the man how old he is. "36" replies the man.
>
>"Ho, Ho, Ho, You're a bit old to believe in Father Christmas
aren't you!?"
>chuckled the fat gay b*stard in fancy dress.
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