On Jan 18, 12:20*pm, "Anony Mouse" wrote:
Every once in awhile you hear a good clean joke that you feel obligated to
pass along, and this is one of them.

Father O'Malley rose from his bed. It was a fine spring day in his new
Washington DC parish. He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep
breath of air and to see the beautiful day outside. He then noticed there
was a jackass lying dead in the middle of his front lawn.

He promptly called the US House of Representatives for assistance.

The conversation went like this: "Good morning. This is Speaker Pelosi.
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?"

Speaker Pelosi, considering herself 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, that's certainly true, but we are also
obliged to first notify the next of kin."


Barack Obama, George W. Bush, a little old lady, and a gorgeous,
shapely blonde are sitting together in a train car. The train goes
into a dark tunnel and a few seconds later there is the sound of a
loud slap.

When the train emerges from the tunnel, Obama has a bright red hand
print on his cheek. No one speaks.

The old lady thinks:
Obama must have groped the blonde in the dark, and she slapped him.

The blonde thinks:
Obama must have tried to grope me in the dark, but missed and fondled
the old lady and she slapped him.

Obama thinks:
Bush must have groped the blonde in the dark. She tried to slap him
but missed and got me instead.

George Bush thinks:
I can't wait for another tunnel, so I can smack Obama again.