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. 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 marveled 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 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! And apparently it's quite delicious." 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 Bishop's 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.

"And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!" exclaimed the Sister. The Friar added,

"And I prepared the Son of a Bitch, using a special recipe!" The new

Bishop looked around at each of them. A big smile crept across his face as

He said, "You f*****s are my kind of people

this will probably get moderated, but i had to share this with everyone!!!

Why post here?
Put it in the "Is there life beyond fishing"

I'll have to give this to my Pastor!

Ahhhh ok, figured it was also a public forum, so i guess i also figured it didn't matter where it was!!! Lets see what i can do!!!

because its awsume.. thats why ..

Having gone to grades 1-8 at St Marys school it just about killed me.

LoL, i have a lot of real religious friends that got a kick outta it even!!! I tried to delete it so i could put it on the "Is there life beyond fishing" board, but i can't because there is already replies! So maybe Bob or a moderator can move it if they choose!!!

What we have here is a moderator conumdrum......

Dang funny BTW

I already quit that gig once. I had a problem with that whole "higher standards" bit.

You ****** are my kind of people!

I'm glad you posted that Son of a Bitch here

Shoot, I didn't even notice that you weren't a mod anymore......I'm guessing it was the low pay for the long hours with no potty breaks

Well, i do here girls can hold it longer so i don't think that was parkers problem!!! Least he fits the womanly description from what Bird says lol!!!

Its Ok parker, T-birdnuts still has bigger t!tties.........lmfao

Oh sure, pick on parker when he's not a moderator. Wuss.

Oh wait, you also picked on TBag. That's perfectly acceptable! You're OK in my book.

I like to pick on everyone parker, Tom knows it real well! Can't wait to meet and fish with ya one of these days!!!

Parker,
He has to do it, so they won't pick on him

hey it made me laugh... nice

parker: Why not moderator anymore????

AHHHhhh you said it!

Chris is a good dude, but for love of god, I don't know any single person that leaves themselves wide open as a barn sized target for gettin picked on