txriverrat2001
Charter Member
:rofl:Thought this was funny -
TRUE LENT
Each Friday night after work, Boudreaux would fire up his outdoor grill and
cook a venison steak. But, all of Boudreaux's neighbors were Catholic...
and since it was Lent, they were forbidden from eating meat on Friday.
The delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks was causing such a
problem for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their Priest.
The Priest came to visit Boudreaux, and suggested that he become a
Catholic. After several classes and much study, Boudreaux attended Mass,
and as the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, "You were born a
Baptist, and raised a Baptist, but now you are a Catholic."
Boudreaux's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived,
and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood.
The Priest was called immediately by the neighbors, and, as he rushed into
Boudreaux's yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped
and watched in amazement. There stood Boudreaux, clutching a small bottle
of holy water which he carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat and
chanted:
"You wuz born a deer, you wuz raised a deer, but now you is a catfish."
TRUE LENT
Each Friday night after work, Boudreaux would fire up his outdoor grill and
cook a venison steak. But, all of Boudreaux's neighbors were Catholic...
and since it was Lent, they were forbidden from eating meat on Friday.
The delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks was causing such a
problem for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their Priest.
The Priest came to visit Boudreaux, and suggested that he become a
Catholic. After several classes and much study, Boudreaux attended Mass,
and as the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, "You were born a
Baptist, and raised a Baptist, but now you are a Catholic."
Boudreaux's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived,
and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood.
The Priest was called immediately by the neighbors, and, as he rushed into
Boudreaux's yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped
and watched in amazement. There stood Boudreaux, clutching a small bottle
of holy water which he carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat and
chanted:
"You wuz born a deer, you wuz raised a deer, but now you is a catfish."
