D story is told abt a catholic man who lay dying on d street aftr he was struck by a bus. “Get me a priest to give me d last rites,” he pleaded. Minutes passed & no one stepped out of d crowd. Finally, an old man did & told him: “I m not a priest. I m not evn a Christian, but for 50 years now, I have lived behind a Catholic church, & evry nght I hear their services so now, repeat aftr me: B-4, I-29, N-32, G-51, O-72. Bingo!”