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Irish priest joke...

Discussion in 'Jokes and Humour' at netrider.net.au started by ward_4e, Jun 20, 2006.

  1. An Irish priest decides to take a walk to the pier near his church. He
    looks around and finally stops to watch a fisherman load his boat. The
    fisherman notices, and asks the priest if he would like to join him for
    a couple of hours. The priest agrees. The fisherman asks if the priest
    has ever fished before, to which the priest says, "No". He baits the
    hook for the priest and says, "Give it a shot, Father."

    After a few minutes, the priest hooks a big fish and struggles to get it
    into the boat. The fisherman catches a glimpse of it and says "Whoa,
    look at the size of that f*cker!"

    The priest says, "Uh, please, the Lord is watching would you please mind
    your language?"

    "I'm sorry father," says the fisherman, thinking quickly, "but that's
    what this fish is called - a *@#&*@#&*@#&*@#&er!"

    "Oh, I'm sorry - I didn't know," the priest replies.

    After the trip, the priest brings the fish to the church and spots the
    bishop. "Look at this big f*cker, Bishop."

    Shocked, the bishop says, "Please, mind your language; this is a house
    of God."

    "No, you don't understand," explains the priest, "that's what this fish
    is called, and I caught it. I caught this f*cker!"

    "Hmmm. You know, I could clean this f*cker and we could have it for

    So the Bishop takes the fish and cleans it, and brings it to the Mother
    Superior. "Could you cook this f*cker for dinner tonight?" he asks her.

    "My lord, what language!" she says.

    "No, Sister," he explains "that's what the fish is called - a f*cker!
    Father caught the f*cker, I cleaned the f*cker, and we'd like you to
    cook the f*cker."

    Relieved, Mother Superior says, "Sure. I'll cook that f*cker tonight."

    That night, the Pope stops by for dinner with the three of them, and
    they all think the fish is great. He asks where they got it. "I caught
    the f*cker!" the priest cries proudly.
    "And I cleaned the f*cker!" cries the bishop.
    "And I cooked the f*cker!" finished the Mother Superior.

    There's absolute silence, and the Pope stares at them for a minute with
    a steely gaze, but then lets out a huge fart, takes off his hat, puts
    his feet up on the table, lights up a fag, pours himself a large whisky
    and says, "You know what? You c*nts are alright."
  2. :LOL:

    If only that's what the catholic church was really like.......I might be more likely to be a religious person!
  3. Ah yes, but the flaw in the joke is that if he was REALLY a man of God, he wouldn't have needed bait :LOL:
  4. Classic.

    :) :) :)
  5. thats sweet :LOL: :LOL:
    dam funny