The priest of a small Irish village was very fond of the ten chickens
(plus one **** rooster) he kept in a hen house behind the parish manse.
One Saturday night, the **** rooster was missing, & as that was the
time the priest suspected **** fights occurred in the village. He
decided to say something about it at church the next morning.
At Mass, he asked the congregation, "Has anyone got a ****?"
All the men stood up.
"No, no," he said. "That wasn't what I meant. Has anybody seen a ****?"
All the women stood up.
"No, no," he said. "That wasn't what I meant, either. Has anyone seen a
**** that doesn't belong to them?"
Half the women stood up.
"No, no," he said. "Perhaps I should re-phrase the question: Has anybody
here seen my ****?"
All the choir boys stood up
(plus one **** rooster) he kept in a hen house behind the parish manse.
One Saturday night, the **** rooster was missing, & as that was the
time the priest suspected **** fights occurred in the village. He
decided to say something about it at church the next morning.
At Mass, he asked the congregation, "Has anyone got a ****?"
All the men stood up.
"No, no," he said. "That wasn't what I meant. Has anybody seen a ****?"
All the women stood up.
"No, no," he said. "That wasn't what I meant, either. Has anyone seen a
**** that doesn't belong to them?"
Half the women stood up.
"No, no," he said. "Perhaps I should re-phrase the question: Has anybody
here seen my ****?"
All the choir boys stood up