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Father O'Malley arose from his bed. It was a fine spring day and he walked to the window to take a breath of air.

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

The conversation went like this: "Top of the day to ye. This is Sgt. Flaherty. How may I help ye?"

"And the best of the day to yer self. This is Father O'Malley at St. Brigid's. There's a jackass lying dead on me front lawn. Would ye be so kind as to dispatch a few of yer lads to take care of this matter?"

Sgt. Flaherty, considering himself to be quite the wit, replied with a smirk, "well now Father, it was my impression that you good people took care of the last rites."

There was a dead silence for a long moment. Father O'Malley replied: "Aye, that's certainly true, but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin."