Me: "Abele-eeeeeeeee, how are you today?"
Abele: "Very good Peter, how are you?"
Me: "Not too bad although I was wondering if you could have a word with the big man upstairs and get me a Porsche 911?"
Abele: [Laughing] "You could do that yourself Peter but he will only give you that which will improve your life. If it will harm you in the future then he will not give it to you."
Me: "What? He won't let me have what will harm me? If that's the case how come he let me marry the misses!"
Abele: [Roaring Laughing] "Oh Peter, you really are a terrible man."
Me: "I know, so about this Porsche."