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Irish Priest

Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2015 12:35 am
by LovelyLadyLux
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 west 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 te 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 quite a wit and recognizing the foreign accent, thought he would have a little fun with the good father, replied: “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."