From: Rai A
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Irish Priest in Texas

Father O'Malley rose from his bed. It was a fine spring day in his new
Texas mission parish. He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep
breath of the beautiful day outside.
 

He then noticed there was a jackass lying dead in the middle of his front
lawn.  He promptly called the local police station.

The conversation went like this: "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.
Brigid's. There's a jackass lying dead in me front lawn. 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, replied with a
smirk, "Well now father, it was always my impression that you people
took care of last rites!"

There was dead silence on the line for a long moment. Father O'Malley then
replied: "Aye, tis certainly true, but, as I'm doing now, we are also
obliged to notify the next of kin.

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Sometimes you have to go out on a limb to turn over a new leaf

Don't trust his words, trust his actions.




      

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