Father O'Malley rose from his bed.

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  1. lethal tupperwa

    lethal tupperwa

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    Aug 20, 2002
    Father O'Malley rose from his bed. It was a fine spring day
    in his new Washington DC parish. He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the beautiful day outside.

    He then noticed there was a jackass lying dead in the middle
    of his front lawn. He promptly called the US Senate for assistance. The conversation went like this:
    "Good morning. This is Senator Daschle. How might I help you?" "And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father O'Malley at St.Brigid's. There's a jackass 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."...