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Father O'Malley Father O'Malley rose from his bed. It was a fine spring day in his new
Washington DC 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 US Senate for assistance.
The conversation went like this: "Good morning. This is Senator Daschle. How
might I help you?"
"And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father O'Malley at St.Brigid's.
There's a jackass lying dead in me front lawn. Would ye be so kind as to
send a couple o' yer lads to take care of the matter?"
Senator Daschle, 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 last rites!"
There was dead silence on the line for a long moment.
Father O'Malley then replied: "Aye, that's certainly true, but we are also
obliged to notify the next of kin."