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Damn ham

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by okie, Aug 6, 2003.

  1. okie

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    Once there was a preacher's wife who went into a bakery and asked the butcher waht the daily special was. He said it was the "damn ham."

    She immediatly started yelling at the top of her lungs.

    "HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT I'M THE PREACHER'S WIFE!"

    The butcher was totally taken back by this while he wimpered, "Oh, no ma'am it's called the 'damn ham.'" She bought one of the hams.

    Later that day when the preacher got home he smelled the ham cooking and asked his wife what it was. She replied that it was the "damn ham." He also immediatly started yelling at the top of his lungs.

    "HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT I'M THE PREACHER!"

    She was also taken back by this and wimpered that it was the "damn ham."

    At dinner that night they were eating dinner with their kids and they, too, asked what this delicoius meal was. Their father (the preacher) said that it was the "damn ham."

    Their son was quite happy with this. In fact he said, "That's the spirit, Dad, now pass the damn potatoes."