Bingo for the Dying!

Hi Gang,
Today we have a story about a fellow who got struck by a bus.
Bromo in Chicken Country calling the HOGS with a blonde 'thingy' before we meet the fellow.

A blonde with two red ears went to her doctor.
The doctor asked her what had happened to her ears and she answered, "I was
ironing a shirt and the phone rang - but instead of picking up the phone I
accidentally picked up the iron and stuck it to my ear."
"Oh Dear!" the doctor exclaimed in disbelief. "But, what happened to your
other ear?"
"The jerk called back!" she exclaimed.
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Bingo For The Dying
A man is struck by a bus on a busy street in New York City. He is lying near
death on the sidewalk as a crowd of spectators gathers around. "A priest.
Somebody get me a priest!" the man gasps.
A policeman checks the crowd...
"A PRIEST, PLEASE!" the dying man says again.
Then out of the crowd steps a little old Jewish man of at least eighty years
of age.
"Mr. Policeman," says the man, "I'm not a priest. I'm not even a Catholic.
But for fifty years now I'm living behind St. Elizabeth's Catholic Church on
First Avenue, and every night I'm listening to the Catholic litany. Maybe I
can be of some comfort to this man."
The policeman agreed and brought the octogenarian over to where the dying
man lay. He kneels down, leans over the injured and says in a solemn voice:
"B-4. I-19. N-38. G-54. O-72..."
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