The fish

[Budd Denny]

>> The parish priest went on a fishing trip. On the
>> last day of his trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to reel
it in.
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>> The Guide, holding a net, yelled, " look at the size
>> of that Son of a Bithch!"
>
>> "Son, I'm a priest. Your language is uncalled for!"
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>> "No, Father, that's what kind of a fish it is-- a Son
>> of a Bitch Fish!"
>
>> Really? Well, then, help me land this Son of a
>> Bitch!"
>
>> Once in the boat, they marveled at the size of the
>> monster.
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>> "Father, that's the biggest Son of a Bitch I've ever
>> seen."
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>> "Yes, it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do
>> with it ?"
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>> "Why, eat it of course. You've never tasted anything
>> as good as a Son of a Bitch!"
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>> Elated, the priest headed home to the rectory.
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>> While unloading his gear and prize catch, Sister
>> Mary inquired about his trip.
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>> "Take a look at this big Son of a Bitch I caught!"
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>> Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary,
>> "Father!"
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>> "It's OK, Sister. That's what kind of fish it is-- a
>> Son of a Bitch fish!"
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>> "Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that
>> big Son of a Bitch fish?"
>
>> "Why eat it of course. The Guide said nothing
>> compares to the taste of a Son of a Bitch."
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>> Sister Mary informed the priest that the new Bishop
>> was scheduled to visit in a few days and that they should fix the Son
of a Bitch for his dinner.
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>> "I'll even clean the Son of a Bitch," she said. As
>> she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in.
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>> "What are you doing Sister?"
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>> "Father wants me to clean this big Son of a Bitch
>> for the new bishops dinner."
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>> "Sister! I'll clean it if your so upset! Please
>> watch your language!"
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>> "NO, No, No, It's called a Son of a Bitch fish."
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>> "Really? Well, in that case, I'll fix up a great
>> meal to go with it, and that Son of a Bitch can be the main course."
>> Let me know when you've finished cleaning that Son of a Bitch."
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>> On the night of the new Bishop's visit, everything
>> was perfect.
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>> The Friar had prepared an excellent meal. The wine
>> was fine, and the fish was excellent.
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>> The new Bishop said, "That is great fish, where did
>> you get it?"
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>> "I caught that Son of a Bitch" proclaimed the proud
>> priest.
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>> The Bishop's eyes opened wide, but he said nothing.
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>> "And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch" exclaimed the
>> sister.
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>> The Bishop sat silent in disbelief.
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>> The Friar added, "And I prepared the Son of a Bitch,
>> using a special receipe."
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>> The new Bishop looked around at each of them
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>> Slowly a big smile crept across his face as he said,
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>> "You Fu--ers are my kind of people."