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Windbag · Joined: 15 Sep 2007 Posts: 7 Location: Plant City, Fl

An Irish priest was transferred to Texas. Father O'Malley rose from
his bed one morning. It was a fine spring day in his new Texas mission
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 local police station. The conversation went
like this: "Good morning. This is Sergeant Jones. How might I help
you?"

"And the best of the day to yerself. This is Father O'Malley at
St. Ann 's Catholic Church. There's a jackass lying dead in me front
lawn and would ye be so kind as to send a couple o'yer lads to take
care of the matter?"

Sergeant Jones, 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 the last rites!"

There was dead silence on the line for a long moment...... Father
O'Malley then replied: "Aye, 'tis certainly true; but we are also
obliged to notify the next of kin first, which is the reason for me call."