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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 priest. 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 a catfish!"
If these walls could talk, I'd listen to the floor.
When I was growing up, all Friday's were "meatless". Fortunately, I love fish. Unfortunately, my Mother could burn water (cooking is not her forte', something she fully admits). We were condemned to fish-sticks most Fridays!
Now it is just Friday's in Lent. My wife, on the other hand, is the reason I can't seem to drop below 190 lbs - she is a fantastic cook! The fish she cooks is fantastic. Heck, the salmon she grillled on the grill Monday would probably classify as sinful, it was so enjoyable!
When I was a kid I grew up in Maryland till I was 15, t hen we moved to Fla. after my dad died. I was in the 4th or 5th grade when I figured why we always had fish for lunch in the school cafeteria. One week it was fish sticks, then next week it was tuna sandwiches.
If you're gonna be stupid ya gotta be tough-
Isiah 55:8&9
It's easier to fool people than it is to convince them they have been fooled.
Got to admit, the whole fish on Friday thing was a wonderful "bail out" for the fishing industry. See, governmental/religious intervention in the economy is nothing new.
Jeepnik AKA "Old Eyes"
"Go low, go slow and preferably in the dark" The old Sarge (he was maybe 24.
"Freedom is never more that a generation from extinction" Ronald Reagan
"Every man should have at least one good rifle and know how to use it" Dad
We were condemned to fish-sticks most Fridays!
