Jacka$$ in the Middle of the Lawn
Father O' Malley rose from his bed. It was a fine spring day in his new
Washington DC parish. He walked to the window to get a deep breath of
the beautiful day outside. He then noticed there was a jacka$$ lying
dead in the middle of his lawn. He promptly called the US Senate for
assistance.
" Good Morning. This is Senator Daschle, how may I help you?"
" And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father O' Malley at
St.Brigid' s.
There' s a jacka$$ lying dead in me front lawn. Would ye be so kind as to
send a couple o' yer lads to take care of the matter?"
Senator Daschle, considering himself to be quite a wit, replied with a
smirk, " Well now father, it was always my impression that you people
took care of last rites!"
There was dead silence on the line for a long moment. Father O' Malley
then replied: " Aye, that' s certainly true, but we are also obliged to notify
the next of kin."
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I thought all writers drank to excess and beat their wives. You know one time I secretly wanted to be a writer.---C.K. Dexter Haven
"Sarcastic Twisted Queen of the Pervertmonkeys"
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[:-] That was a good one!!!!
