>
> 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 e 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!'
>
>
> 'Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that big Son of a
Bitch?'
>
>
> 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!â€
>
>
> '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**kers are my kind of people!'
>

Good one.

Talk about your coincidences Les;my preacher emailed me this one just today.