SON OF A BITCH FISH!
 

SON OF A BITCH FISH! :fury:
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> The parish priest went on a:fishin: trip.
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> On the last day of his trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to reel it in.
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> The guide, holding a net, yelled, "Look at the size of that Son of a Bitch!"
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> "Son, I'm a priest. Your language is uncalled for!"
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> "No, Father, that's what kind of fish it is - a Son of a Bitch fish!"
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> "Really? Well then, help me land this Son of a Bitch!"
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> Once in the boat, they marveled at the size of the monster.
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> "Father, that's the biggest Son of a Bitch I've ever seen."
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> "Yes, it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do with it?"
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> "Why, eat it! Of course You've never tasted anything as good as Son of a Bitch!"
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> Elated, the priest headed home to the rectory.
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> While unloading his gear and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired about his trip.
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> "Take a look at this big Son of a Bitch I caught!"
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> Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary, "Father!"
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> "It's OK, Sister. That's what kind of fish it is, a Son of a Bitch fish!"
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> "Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that big Son of a Bitch?"
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> 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.
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> "I'll even clean the Son of a Bitch," she said.
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> As she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in.
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> "What are you doing Sister?"
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> "Father wants me to clean this big Son of a Bitch for the new Bishop's Dinner."
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> "Sister! I'll clean it if you're so upset! Please watch your language!"
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> "No, no, no, it's called a Son of a Bitch Fish."
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> "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!"
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> "Let me know when you've finished cleaning that Son of a Bitch."
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> On the night of the new Bishop's visit, everything was perfect. The Friar had prepared an excellent meal.
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> The wine was fine, and the fish was excellent.
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> The new Bishop said, "This is great fish, where did you get it?"
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> "I caught that Son of a Bitch!" proclaimed the proud priest.
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> "And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!" exclaimed the Sister.
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> The Friar added, "And I prepared the Son of a Bitch using a special recipe!"
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> The new Bishop looked around at each of them.
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> A big smile crept across his face as he said,
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> "You *uckers are my kind of people!" :rotf2:
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hahaha that was a good one

I like this funny story!

Woody this is GREAT!!!!!:rotf2::rotf2:

:rotf2: - But off to Scuppers :rotf2: