Father O’Malley rose from his bed one morning. It was a fine spring day in his new parish. He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the beautiful day outside. He noticed there was a donkey lying dead in the middle of his front lawn. He promptly called the local police station.
“Good morning. This is Sergeant Jones. How might I help you?”
“And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father O’Malley at St. Ann’s Church. There’s a donkey lying dead on me front lawn and would ye be so kind as to send a couple o’yer lads to take care of the matter?”
Sergeant Jones, considering himself to be quite a wit and recognizing the Irish accent, thought he would have a little fun with the good father; he replied, “Well now Father, it was always my impression that you people took care of the last rites!”
Father O’Malley replied, “Aye,’ tis certainly true; but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin first, which is the reason for me call.”
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Now that made me laugh long and hard…thanks for that one.
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oh my gosh I loved it!!!!! lol
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Sigh.
Peace
Siggi
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HAHAHA!!!!!!
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Very cute.
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Brilliant …. first class, Linda. So funny .. not only a smile – this created a big laugh.
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An oldy but goody!
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Quick wit!
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