On the last day of his trip, the priest hooked a monster fish and
> > > proceeded
> > > > to reel it in.
> > > > The guide, holding a net, yelled, "Look at the size of that Son of a
> > > > Bitch!"
> > > >
> > > > "Son, I'm a priest. Your language is uncalled for!"
> > > > "No, Father, that's what kind of 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 marvelled at the size of the monster. "Father,
> > > that's
> > > > the biggest Son of a Bitch I've ever seen."
> > > > "Yes, it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do with it?"
> > > > "Why, eat it of course. You've never tasted anything as good as a Son of
> >a
> > > > Bitch!"
> > > >
> > > > 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 Son of a Bitch I caught!"
> > > > Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary, "Father!"
> > > >
> > > > "It's OK, Sister. That's what kind of fish it is--a Son of a Bitch
> >fish!"
> > > >
> > > > "Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that big Son of a Bitch?"
> > > > "Why, eat it of course. The guide said nothing compares to the taste of
> >a
> > > > Son of a Bitch."
> > > >
> > > > 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.
> > > > "I'll even clean the Son of a Bitch," 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 Son of a Bitch for the new Bishops'
> > > > dinner."
> > > > "Sister! I'll clean it if you're so upset! Please watch your language!"
> > > > "No, no! no, it's called a Son of a Bitch fish."
> > > > "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."
> > > >
> > > > 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 Son of a Bitch!" proclaimed the proud priest.
> > > >
> > > > The Bishop's eyes opened wide, but he said nothing.
> > > >
> > > > "And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!" exclaimed the Sister.
> > > >
> > > > The Bishop sat silent in disbelief. The Friar added, "And I prepared the
> > > > Son of a Bitch, using a special recipe!"
> > > >
> > > > The new Bishop looked around at! each of them. Slowly a big smile crept
> > > > across his face as he said, "You motherfuckers are my kind of people."

LMFAO!!!!!

Sock

hahahahahahahahah thats a good one.

I am takin' that one to church! Well, maybe not.