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Father O’Malley rose from his bed one morning. It was a fine spring day in his new parish. He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the fresh air outside. He then noticed there was a donkey lying dead in the middle of his front lawn. Not knowing who else to call, 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 top o’ th’ mornin’ ter yer good self! This is Father O’Malley at St. Francis Xavier Catholic Church. There’s a donkey lying dead right in the middle of me front lawn!”

Sergeant Jones, considering himself to be quite a wit, replied with a smirk, “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 moment and then Father O’Malley replied: “Ah, to be sure, that is true; but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin…”


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