SON OF A BITCH FISH

SON OF A BITCH FISH.

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 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!'
proclaimed the proud priest..

'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 #@$&*@s are my kind of
people!'


good fishing

THATS A GOOD ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



FC