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[Nirvana]

SON OF A BITCH FISH
> >
> > The parish priest went on a fishing trip.
> >
> > On the last day of his trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to
> reel it in.
> >
> > The guide, holding a net, yelled, 'Look at the size of that Son of a
> Bitch!'
> >
> > 'Son, I'm a priest. Your language is uncalled for!'
> >
> > 'No, Father, that's what kind of fish it is - a Son of a Bitch fish!'
> >
> > 'Really? Well then, help me land this Son of a Bitch!'
> >
> > Once in the boat, they marveled at the size of the monster.
>
> > 'Father, that's the biggest Son of a Bitch I've ever seen'
> >
> > 'Yes, it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do with it?'
> >
> > 'Why, eat it! Of course. You've never tasted anything as good as Son
> of a Bitch!'
> >
> > Elated, the priest headed home to the rectory.
> >
> > While unloading his gear and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired
> about his trip.
> >
> > 'Take a look at this big Son of a Bitch I caught!'
> >
> > Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary, 'Father!'
> >
> > 'It's OK, Sister. That's what kind of fish it is, a Son of a Bitch fish!'
> >
> > 'Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that big Son of a Bitch?'
> >
> > Sister Mary informed the priest that the new Bishop was scheduled to
> visit in a few days and that
> they should fix the Son of a Bitch for his dinner. 'I'll even clean the
> Son of a Bitch', she said.
> >
> > As she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in.
> >
> > 'What are you doing Sister?'
> >
> > 'Father wants me to clean this big Son of a Bitch for the new
> Bishop's Dinner'
> >
> > 'Sister! I'll clean it if you're so upset! Please watch your language!'
> >
> > 'No, no, no, it's called a Son of a Bitch Fish.'
> >
> > 'Really? Well, in that case, I'll fix up a great meal to go with it,
> and that Son of a Bitch
> can be the main course! Let me know when you've finished cleaning that
> Son of a Bitch.'
> >
> > On the night of the new Bishop's visit, everything was perfect. The
> Friar had prepared an
> > excellent meal.
> >
> > The wine was fine, and the fish was excellent.
> >
> > The new Bishop said, 'This is great fish, where did you get it?'
> >
> > 'I caught that Son of a Bitch!' proclaimed the proud priest.
> >
> > 'And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!' exclaimed the Sister.
> >
> > The Friar added, 'And I prepared the Son of a Bitch, using a special
> recipe!'
> >
> > The new Bishop looked around at each of them.
> >
> > A big smile crept across his face as he said,
> >
> > 'You fuckers are my kind of people!'