About: That Sonofabitch

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The priest says, "Ah, please sir, can you mind your language?" The fisherman responds (thinking quickly), "I’m sorry father, but that’s what this fish is called---a sonofabitch!" "Oh, I’m sorry," says the priest. "I didn’t know." After the trip, the priest brings the fish to the church and spots the bishop. "Eminence, look at this big sonofabitch!" "Please father," says the bishop. "Mind your language, this is a house of God." "No, you don’t understand," says the priest. "That’s what this fish is called, and I caught it. I caught this sonofabitch!" "My lord, what language!" says the mother.

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rdfs:comment	The priest says, "Ah, please sir, can you mind your language?" The fisherman responds (thinking quickly), "I’m sorry father, but that’s what this fish is called---a sonofabitch!" "Oh, I’m sorry," says the priest. "I didn’t know." After the trip, the priest brings the fish to the church and spots the bishop. "Eminence, look at this big sonofabitch!" "Please father," says the bishop. "Mind your language, this is a house of God." "No, you don’t understand," says the priest. "That’s what this fish is called, and I caught it. I caught this sonofabitch!" "My lord, what language!" says the mother.
dcterms:subject	Religious jokes Fishing jokes
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abstract	The priest says, "Ah, please sir, can you mind your language?" The fisherman responds (thinking quickly), "I’m sorry father, but that’s what this fish is called---a sonofabitch!" "Oh, I’m sorry," says the priest. "I didn’t know." After the trip, the priest brings the fish to the church and spots the bishop. "Eminence, look at this big sonofabitch!" "Please father," says the bishop. "Mind your language, this is a house of God." "No, you don’t understand," says the priest. "That’s what this fish is called, and I caught it. I caught this sonofabitch!" "Hmmm," says the bishop. "You know, I could clean this sonofabitch and we could have it for dinner." So the bishop takes the fish and cleans it, and brings it to Mother Superior at the convent. "Mother Superior, could you cook this sonofabitch for our dinner tonight with the Pope?" "My lord, what language!" says the mother. "No, sister," says the bishop. "That’s what the fish is called---a sonofabitch! Father caught it, I cleaned it, and we’d like you to cook it" "Hmmm," replies Mother Superior. "Yes, I’ll cook that sonofabitch tonight." While the Pope is over for dinner that evening he remarks that the fish is superb. He asks where they got it. "I caught the sonofabitch!" says the priest. "And I cleaned the sonofabitch!" says the bishop. "And I cooked the sonofabitch!" says Mother Superior. The Pope stares at them for a minute with a steely gaze, but then takes off his hat, puts his feet up on the table, and says, "You know, you fuckers are all right.".

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