sister mary muffaletta

After my BELOVED Willie Nelson joke…this one is my second most favorite. This makes me BELLY LAUGH OUT LOUD EVERY GODDAMNED TIME:

The parish priest went on a fishing trip. On the last day of his trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to reel it in.

The guide, holding a net, yelled, “Look at the size of that Son of a Bitch!”

“Son, I’m a priest. Your language is uncalled for!”

The guide, embarrassed, had to think quickly and said: “Oh, no, Father, that’s what kind of fish it is — it’s called a Son of a Bitch fish!”

“Really? Well, then, help me land this Son of a Bitch!” Once in the boat, they marveled at the size of the monster.

“Father, that’s the biggest Son of a Bitch I’ve ever seen.”

“Yes, it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do with it?”

“Why, eat it of course. You’ve never tasted anything as good as Son Of a Bitch!”

Elated, the priest headed home to the rectory. While unloading his gear and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired about his trip.

“Take a look at this big Son of a Bitch I caught!”

Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary, “Father!”

“It’s OK, Sister. That’s what kind of fish it is — a Son of a Bitch fish!”

“Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that big Son of a bitch”

“Why, eat it of course. The guide said nothing compares to the taste of a Son of a Bitch.”

Sister Mary informed the priest that the new Bishop was scheduled to visit in a few days and that they should fix the Son of a Bitch for his dinner. “I’ll even clean the Son of a Bitch”, she said. As she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in.

“What are you doing Sister?”

“Father wants me to clean this big Son of a Bitch for the new Bishop’s dinner.”

“Sister! I’ll clean it if you’re so upset! Please watch your language”

“No, no, no, it’s called a Son of a Bitch fish.”

“Really? Well, in that case, I’ll fix up a great meal to go with it, and that Son of a Bitch can be the main course! Let me know when you’ve finished cleaning that Son of a Bitch.”

On the night of the new Bishop’s visit, everything was perfect. The Friar had prepared an excellent meal. The wine was fine, and the fish was excellent.

The new Bishop said, “This is great fish, where did you get it?”

“I caught that Son of a Bitch!” proclaimed the proud priest.

The Bishop’s eyes opened wide, but he said nothing.

“And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!” exclaimed the Sister.

The Bishop sat silent in disbelief.

The Friar added, “And I prepared the Son of a Bitch, using a special recipe!”

The new Bishop looked around at each of them. Slowly a big smile crept across his face as he said, “You motherfuckers are my kind of people!”

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About muffybolding

Muffy Bolding is a mother/writer/actor/knitter/feminist/withered debutante who likes the smell of asparagus pee, and remains obsessed with the bathroom hygiene of her three children -- despite the fact that they are 23, 19, and 16. She is blissfully married to a cute Jewish boy who looks like Willie Wonka, but remains tragically in love with the dead poet, Ted Hughes. She has the mouth of a Teamster, and her patron saint is Rocco (pestilence relief.) Ms. Bolding lives in Southern California, where she enjoys typing words, making movies, and plucking the rings from the fingers of the dead. She was the co-creator and Editor-in-Chief of the award winning satire zine, Fresno Lampoon, and in between writing screenplays, carnival barking, and savagely threatening her trio of darling larvae with a wooden spoon, she currently publishes the zine, "Withered Debutante." More of her work can also be found in the anthology, "Mamaphonic: Balancing Motherhood and Other Creative Acts", the compilation zine, "Mamaphiles III: Coming Home", as well as in The Cortland Review and hipmama.com. She is currently writing and producing for film and television, and working on a book of essays entitled, "Inside A Chinese Dragon." She has slept around, but not nearly as much as she would have liked.
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