Father O'Malley got up one fine spring day and walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the beautiful day outside and 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: "Top o' the day to ye.  This is Sgt. Flaherty.  How might I help ye?" "And the rest 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 after sending a couple o' yer lads to take care of the matter?"

Sgt. Flaherty considered himself to be quite a wit and the rest of the conversation proceeded: "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 moment and then Father O'Malley replied: "Aye, that's certainly true, but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin!"

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