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Father O’Malley rose from his bed. It was a fine
spring day in his new Washington, DC parish. He
walked to the window of his bedroom for a deep
breath of the beautiful day outside. He then noticed
there was a jackass lying dead in the middle of his
front lawn. He promptly called the US Senate for
assistance.

The conversation went like: “Good morning. This
is Senator Teddy Kennedy. How might I help you?”

“And the best of the day te yerself. This is
Father O’Malley at St Brigid’s. There’s a jackass
lying dead in me front lawn. Would ye be so kind as
to send a couple o’ yer lads to take care of the
matter?

Senator Kennedy, 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 last rites!”

There was dead silence on the line for a long
moment. Father O’Malley then replied “Aye, that’s
certainly true, but we are also obliged to notify
the next of kin.