Dead Jackass
Father O'Malley rose from his bed. It was a fine spring day in is 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 form 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, true to his ability of always passing the buck, 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.
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