Toward the end of the mass, the priest asks:
How many of you forgave their enemies?
80% of the congregation raise their hand.
The priest repeats his question:
All raise their hand this time except an old man, John, a passionate golf player who only goes to mass when there is bad weather.
“John, since the weather is not favorable for golf playing, I welcome you to our church. You don't wish to forgive your enemies?”
Very slowly he replies: “I have no enemy”
“John, that's very unusual. How old are you?”
“99 years and 11 months”
All the crowd stands up and applauds !
Mister John, this is amazing, would you come over to the altar and tell us how someone can live about one hundred years and have no enemy?
The old man walks along the aisle and finally says in the mike with a big grin:
“The bastards are all dead....”