Father O’Malley

An Irish priest was transferred to Texas.<>

Father O’Malley rose from his bed one morning.<>

It was a fine spring day in his new west 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. Ann’s Catholic Church. There’s a jackass lying dead in me front lawn and would ye be so kind as to send a couple of o’yer lads to take care of the matter?”<>

Sergeant Jones, considering himself to be quite a wit and recognizing the foreign accent, though he would have a little fun with the good father, replied,<>

“Well now Father, it was always my impression that you people took care of the last rites!”<>

There was dead silence on the line for a long moment..<>

Father O’Malley then replied:<>

“Aye, ’tis certainly true; but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin first, which is the reason for me call.”<>

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