The Pope's Meal


A new catholic church was constructed and the pope was to give a great speech at dinner for the opening ceremony. Hours before the pope's arrival, the head priest decided to tour the 20+ acres of beautiful rolling property the church sat upon. After walking for a few minutes, the priest came across a stream and noticed a fisherman was peacefully enjoying his sport. Although the man was trespassing, the priest approached him and asked "Would you mind if I gave that a try?" "Sure father", the man replied. "Be my guest." With rod in hand, the priest cast away and proceeded to reel in the line, when all of a sudden he got a huge hit. After over a half hour of struggle, the priest finally landed the fish. It was HUGE!!! "Father," the fisherman said, "you got that sonofabitch!" "My son I am a man of the cloth. How dare you use that language in my presence!" the priest replied. "No father, you don't understand. Sonofabitch is this fish's name." Amused the priest asked if he could "keep that sonofabitch", to which the fisherman agreed since it was caught on church property. The happy priest ran quickly back to the church where he was greeted by a nun. "Sister," he exclaimed. "Go clean this sonofabitch and have the chef prepare it for tonight's dinner with the pope." "Father you cannot use that language." replied the nun. "No sister. It's OK. That is this fish's correct name. The fisherman told me so." So the nun proceeds to the kitchen, cleans the fish and sets it in front of the chef then boldly states "The priest wishes this sonofabitch to be prepared as the main course for tonight's dinner with the pope." As the chef was about to speak the nun interjected "Hey, the priest says that's what kind of fish this is, so it's OK." Hours pass and the pope finally arrives where he is lead to an extravegant dining room and seated across from the priest and the nun. The chef comes out with a large platter, on it a beautiful looking prepared fish. The pope smiles. "I caught that sonofabitch." says the priest to the pope. "And I cleaned that sonofabitch." said the nun. "And I cooked that sonofabitch." said the chef. With that, the pope looks sternly across the table at the sinners, reaches into his pocket and removes a whiskey flask, takes a sip and says "You know, you fuckers are alright!"



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