My grandfather used to like to play pranks sometimes. He used to get a bit drunk from time to time too. My father told me that one time after a long night of drinking he was feeling exceptionally devilish and decided to take a pair of crutches down to the Sainte-Anne-de-Beaupré church. For anyone that is not familiar with this church, it is rumored that many miracles have happened there. He arrive, walking with the crutches just as morning mass was finishing. He dramatically hobbled up to the steps then straightened his legs and dropped his crutches yelling "Im healed! Its a miracle" (in french of course). Everyone starting blessing themselves and some people started crying and falling to there knees saying prayers.