I would be grateful if you could reserve purile Irish jokes for a more
appropriate mailbase i.e. morons anonymous
At 10:27 24/10/97 +0100, you wrote:
>AARGH! Obviously I'm gaff-ridden these days. Somehow my last message did
>not forward very well. It SHOULD have had the following:
>
>
>A farmer named Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside except for a
>pet dog he doted on. The dog finally died, and Muldoon went to the parish
>priest, saying "Father, the dog is dead. Could you possibly be saying a
>mass for the poor creature?"
>
>Father Patrick told the farmer "No, we can't have services for an
>animal in the church, but I'll tell you what, there's a new denomination
>down the road apiece, and no telling what they believe in, but maybe
>they'll do something for the animal."
>
>Muldoon said "I'll go right now. By the way, do you think $50,000 is
>enough to donate for the service?"
>
>Father Patrick replied, "Why didn't you tell me the dog was Catholic?"
>--
>Evan Morris
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