Showing posts with label bishop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bishop. Show all posts

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Category: Ecumenical Stories

THE PASTOR'S ASS
The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. The pastor was so
pleased with the donkey that he entered it in another race and it won
again.
The local paper read:
Pastor's ass out front!
The bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the
pastor not to enter the donkey in any more races. The next day, the  local
paper headline read:
Bishop scratches pastor's ass!
This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the
donkey. The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The
local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next
day:
Nun has the best ass in town!
The bishop fainted. He informed the nun, that she would have to get rid of
the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10. The next day's paper read:
Nun sells ass for $10!
This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the
donkey and lead it to the high plains where it could run wild. The next day
the headlines read:
Nun announces her ass is wild and free!
Alas; the bishop was buried the next day.
Moral of the story? Being concerned about public opinion can bring you much
grief and misery and even shorten your life. So, be yourself and enjoy life. Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and you'll live longer and be a lot happier!
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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Category: Mothers BRAGGARTS

Four old college friends were having coffee. The first, a Catholic woman told her friends:

“My son is now a Priest. When he walks into a room, everyone addresses him 'Father'.”

The second Catholic woman chirped:

“My son is a bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people call him 'Your Grace'.”

The third Catholic crone said:

“My son is a Cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, he's called 'Your Eminence'.”

Since the fourth woman, a Jewish lady, sipped her coffee in silence, the first three women gave her this subtle “Well...?”

So she replied:

“My son is 6' 6”, has plenty of money, broad square shoulders, is terribly handsome, dresses very well, has a tight muscular body, tight hard buns and a very nice bulge. Whenever he walks into a room the women gasp: ‘Oh, my God...'“

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