08-31-2006, 12:16 AM
Join Date: Feb 2005
Joke of the day
The parish priest went on a fishing trip to the local fishing hole and met up with Sam.
On this trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to reel it in.
Sam, holding a net because again he's experiencing the skunk yelled, "Look at the size of that SOB!"
"Son, I'm a priest. Your language is uncalled for!"
"No, Father, that's what kind of fish it is - a SOB fish!"
"Really? Well then, help me land this SOB!"
Once on the shore, they marveled at the size of the
monster. "Father, that's the biggest SOB I've ever seen, bigger then the one I lucked out on at the FNN tourney."
"Yes, it is a big SOB. What should I do with it?"
"Why, eat it of course. You've never tasted anything as good as SOB fish!"
Elated, the priest headed home to the rectory. While
unloading his gear and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired about
his trip. "Take a look at this big SOB I caught!"
Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary,"Father!"
"It's OK, Sister. That's what kind of fish it is - a SOB fish!"
"Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that big SOB?"
Sister Mary informed the priest that the new Bishop
was scheduled to visit in a few days and that they should fix the SOB for his dinner. "I'll even clean the SOB", she said.
As she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in. "What are you doing Sister?"
"Father wants me to clean this big SOB for the new Bishop's dinner."
"Sister! I'll clean it if you're so upset! Please watch your language!"
"No, no, no, it's called a SOB fish."
"Really? Well, in that case, I'll fix up a great meal to go with it,
and that SOB can be the main course! Let me know when
you've finished cleaning that SOB."
On the night of the new Bishop's visit, everything
was perfect. The Friar had prepared an excellent meal. The wine was
fine, and the fish was excellent. The new Bishop said, "This is great
fish, where did you get it?"
"I caught that SOB with Sam!" proclaimed the proud priest.
"And I cleaned the SOB!" exclaimed the Sister.
The Friar added, "And I prepared the SOB, using a special recipe.
The new Bishop looked around at each of them. A big smile crept
across his face as he said,
"You ****ers are my kind of people!"