Boating related, as you'll see.

Each Friday night after work, Boudreaux would fire up his outdoor grill and
cook a venison steak. But, all of Boudreaux's neighbors were Catholic....
And since it was Lent, they were forbidden from eating meat on Friday. The
delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks was causing such a problem
for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their priest.

The Priest came to visit Boudreaux, and suggested that he become a
Catholic. After several classes and much study, Boudreaux attended
Mass.....and as the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, "You
were born a Baptist, and raised a Baptist, but now you are a Catholic."

Boudreaux's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived,
and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood. The
Priest was called immediately by the neighbors, and, as he rushed into
Boudreaux's yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped
and watched in amazement.

There stood Boudreaux, clutching a small bottle of holy water which he
carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat as he chanted: "You wuz born a
deer, you wuz raised a deer, but now you is a catfish."

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John

*cringe*


JohnH wrote:
Boating related, as you'll see.

Each Friday night after work, Boudreaux would fire up his outdoor grill and
cook a venison steak. But, all of Boudreaux's neighbors were Catholic....
And since it was Lent, they were forbidden from eating meat on Friday. The
delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks was causing such a problem
for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their priest.

The Priest came to visit Boudreaux, and suggested that he become a
Catholic. After several classes and much study, Boudreaux attended
Mass.....and as the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, "You
were born a Baptist, and raised a Baptist, but now you are a Catholic."

Boudreaux's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived,
and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood. The
Priest was called immediately by the neighbors, and, as he rushed into
Boudreaux's yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped
and watched in amazement.

There stood Boudreaux, clutching a small bottle of holy water which he
carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat as he chanted: "You wuz born a
deer, you wuz raised a deer, but now you is a catfish."

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***** Have a Spectacular Day! *****
******************************************

John

The rancher saw the covertible filled with Dallas Cowboys cheerleaders
go by his gate in a cloud of dust. As soon as they disapepared over the
hill, the dust cloud suddenly ended--so he knew they were stopped next
to his pond at the end of the pasture. The rancher saddled up, grabbed
a couple of buckets and headed for the pond.

As he approached the pond, the rancher saw the cheerleaders. All six
were young and beautiful with fantastic figures, and they were buck
naked while they skinny-dipped in the pond! They didn't have time to
retrieve their clothes hanging from the branches of the trees and
bushes nearby, so they quickly moved toward the center of the
pond--with just their heads showing.

"Don't worry, ladies." said the rancher as he dismounted. "I'm not here
to chase you off or to spy on you. I'm just here" he said as he grabbed
the two buckets, "to feed the alligators."

On 6 Aug 2006 05:13:22 -0700, wrote:


The rancher saw the covertible filled with Dallas Cowboys cheerleaders
go by his gate in a cloud of dust. As soon as they disapepared over the
hill, the dust cloud suddenly ended--so he knew they were stopped next
to his pond at the end of the pasture. The rancher saddled up, grabbed
a couple of buckets and headed for the pond.

As he approached the pond, the rancher saw the cheerleaders. All six
were young and beautiful with fantastic figures, and they were buck
naked while they skinny-dipped in the pond! They didn't have time to
retrieve their clothes hanging from the branches of the trees and
bushes nearby, so they quickly moved toward the center of the
pond--with just their heads showing.

"Don't worry, ladies." said the rancher as he dismounted. "I'm not here
to chase you off or to spy on you. I'm just here" he said as he grabbed
the two buckets, "to feed the alligators."

Surely NOYB would consider that 'boating related', at least in south
Florida.

Chuckle!
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***** Have a Spectacular Day! *****
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John