So, last week was Holy Week. And a bit somber.
With that…a little something to put a smile on your face this post-Easter Tuesday.


Each Friday night after work, Bubba would fire up his outdoor grill and

cook a venison steak. But, all of Bubba’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



The Priest came to visit Bubba, and suggested that he become a Catholic.

After several classes and much study, Bubba 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.’


Bubba’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

Bubba’s yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped and watched in amazement.


There stood Bubba, clutching a small bottle of holy water which he

 carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat and chanted:


You wuz born a  deer, you wuz raised a deer, but now you is a catfish.


Nuff said.