bigbadblue05
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There was a boy standing on a corner selling fish.
He was shouting, "Dam fish for sale, dam fish for sale."
A priest walked up and asked why he was calling
them dam fish.
The kid said, "I caught them at the dam, so
they're dam fish."
The priest bought some, took them home and asked
his wife to cook the dam fish.
His wife looked at him in bewilderment and said,
"priests aren't supposed to talk like that."
The priest explained why they were dam fish,
and she agreed to cook them. When dinner was
served, the priest asked his son to pass him
the dam fish.
His son replied, "That's the spirit dad.
Pass the f*cking potatoes!"
He was shouting, "Dam fish for sale, dam fish for sale."
A priest walked up and asked why he was calling
them dam fish.
The kid said, "I caught them at the dam, so
they're dam fish."
The priest bought some, took them home and asked
his wife to cook the dam fish.
His wife looked at him in bewilderment and said,
"priests aren't supposed to talk like that."
The priest explained why they were dam fish,
and she agreed to cook them. When dinner was
served, the priest asked his son to pass him
the dam fish.
His son replied, "That's the spirit dad.
Pass the f*cking potatoes!"
