An Irish Priest decided to take a walk to the pier near his church. He looks around and finally stops to watch a fisherman load his boat. The fisherman notices him and asks the priest if he would like to join him for a couple of hours. The priest agrees.
While on the boat the fisherman asks the priest if the priest has ever fished before to which the priest responds "No". He baits the hook for the priest and says "Give it a shot father".
After a few minutes the priest hooks a big fish and struggles to get it into the boat. The fisherman catches a glimpse of it and says "Whoa look at the size of that Fuc*er"! The priest says "Uh please mind your language the lord is watching" "I'm sorry - I didn't know " says the fisherman thinking quickly, "but thats what the fish is called - a Fuc*er"! "Oh I'm sorry I didn't know" says the Priest.
After the trip, the priest brings the fish to the church and spots the bishop. "Look at the size of this big Fuc*er Bishhop". Shocked, the bishop says "please mind your language this is the house of God". "No, you don't understand", explains the priest "that is what this fish is called and I caught it, I caught this Fuc*er". You know I could clean this Fuc*er and we could have it for dinner", exclaims the Bishop.
So the bishop takes the fish and cleans it, and brings it to the mother superior. "Could you cook this Fuc*er for dinner tonight?" he asks her. "My Lord, what language!" she says "No sister, thats what the fish is called", he explained. "Father caught the Fuc*er, I cleaned the Fuc*er, and we'd like for you to cook the Fuc*er". Sure I'll cook that Fuc*er tonight"
That night the Pope stops by for dinner with the three of them, and they all think the fish is great. He asks where they got it. "I caught the Fuc*er !" the priest cries proudly. "And I cleaned the Fuc*er!" cries the Bishop "And I cooked the Fuc*er!" finished the mother Superior.
Theres absolute silence, and the Pope stares at them for a minute with steely glaze, then lets out a huge fart, takes off his hat, puts his feet up on the table, lights up a spliff, pours himself a large brandy and says "You know what?, You cu*t's are alright!"