A priest decides to take a walk to the pier.


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Posted by Elizabeth on November 04, 2001 at 18:11:35:

He looks around and stops to watch a fisherman load his boat. The fisherman asks if the priest has ever fished befoer, to which the priest answers, no. The fisherman asks him if he'd like to join him for a couple of hours. The priest agrees. The fisherman baits his hook for him and says, "Give it a shot, Father." After a few minutes, the priest hooks a big fish and struggles to get it in the boat. The fisherman says, "Whoa, look at that big sonofabitch!" PRIEST: Pardon me, I am a man of God. Would you plese mind your language? FISHERMAN: (thinking quickly) I'm sorry father, but that is what the fish is called - a sonofabitch. PRIEST: I didn't know. Sorry. After the trip, the priest brings the fish to the church and tops to see the bishop. "Would you look at the size of this sonofabitch!" the priest exclaims. BISHOP: Father, I am shocked, you are a priest and this is a house of the Lord.PRIEST: No, you don't understand, that is what the fish is called, a sonofabitch, and I caught it.BISHOP: Hmmm, you know, I could clean this sonofabitch and we could have him for dinner.So the bishop cleans the fish and takes it to the mother superior.BISHOP: Mother, could you cook this sonofabitch for dinner?MOTHER SUPERIOR: Your Grace! What language!BISHOP: No, Mother, that's what this fish is called, a sonofabitch! Father caught it, I cleaned it and we want you to cook it.MOTHER SUPERIOR: Well, I'd love to cook up that sonofabitch! As luck would have it, the Pope is in town and stops by the diocese, where he is invited to dinner. He thinks the fish is great and asks where they got it. PRIEST: I caught the sonofabitch. BISHOP: And I cleaned the sonofabitch.MOTHER SUPERIOR: And I cooked the sonofabitch. The Pope stares at the for a minute with a steely gaze and then takes off his hat, leans back in his chair, and puts his feet up on the table, lights a cigarette and says, "You know, you fuckers are all right!"




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