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Holy Mackerel !

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  • 10-08-2000 2:22am
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    An Irish priest decides to take a walk to the pier near his church. He
    > > > > > looks
    > > > > > around and finally stops to watch a fisherman load his boat. The
    > > > fisherman
    > > > > > notices, and asks the priest if he would like to join him for a couple
    > > > of
    > > > > > hours. The priest agrees. The fisherman asks if the priest has ever
    > > > fished
    > > > > > before, to which the priest says "no". He baits the hook for the
    priest
    > > > > > and
    > > > > > says, "Give it a shot father" .
    > > > > > After a few minutes, the priest hooks a big fish and struggles to get
    > > > it
    > > > > > into
    > > > > > the boat. The fisherman catches a glimpse of it and says
    > > > > > "Whoa, look at the size of that f ucker! "
    > > > > > Priest: "Uh, please, the lord is watching would you please mind your
    > > > > > language?"
    > > > > > Fisherman: (THINKING QUICKLY) "I'm sorry father, but that's what this
    > > > fish
    > > > > > is
    > > > > > called - a f ucker!"
    > > > > > Priest: "Oh, I'm sorry - I didn't know."
    > > > > > After the trip, the priest brings the fish to the church and spots the
    > > > > > bishop.
    > > > > > Priest: "Look at this big f ucker
    > > > > > Bishop: "Please, mind your language, this is a house of God."
    > > > > > Priest: "No, you don't understand - that's what this fish is called,
    > > > and I
    > > > > > caught it. I caught this f ucker!"
    > > > > > Bishop: "Hmmm. You know, I could clean this f ucker and we could have
    it
    > > > > > for
    > > > > > dinner."
    > > > > > So the Bishop takes the fish and cleans it, and brings it to the
    Mother
    > > > > > Superior.
    > > > > > Bishop: "Could you cook this f ucker for dinner tonight?"
    > > > > > Mother Superior: "My lord, what language!"
    > > > > > Bishop: "No, sister, that's what the fish is called - a f ucker! Father
    > > > > > caught
    > > > > > it, I cleaned it, and we'd like you to cook it."
    > > > > > Mother Superior: "Hmmm. Yes, I'll cook that f ucker tonight."
    > > > > > Well, then the Pope stops by for dinner with the three of them, and
    > > > they
    > > > > > all
    > > > > > think the fish is great. He asks where they got it.
    > > > > > Priest: "I caught the f ucker!"
    > > > > > Bishop: "And I cleaned the f ucker!"
    > > > > > Mother Superior: "And I cooked the f ucker!"
    > > > > > There's absolute silence, and the Pope stares at them for a minute
    with
    > > > a
    > > > > > steely gaze, but then lets out a huge fart, takes off his hat, puts
    his
    > > > > > feet
    > > > > > up on the table, lights up a spliff, pours himself a large whisky and
    > > > > > says,
    > > > > > "You know what? You c unts are alright."
    > > >
    >

    Say hello to my little friend !!!


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