Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Redneck Lent

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 is a catfish."


  1. Redneck solutions call for making the complex and unfathomable, solvable and simple....

  2. Nothing a redneck can't do...Now you is a catfish! I love it!

  3. We be all 'bout 'dem catfish steaks up in hea'.

  4. Rednecks rock. Yes they do.

    Have a fabulous day Odie. ☺

  5. I must be a redneck, 'cause the grill lights up more than the oven.

  6. Ever noticed that Redneck Envy in Washington, DC? Makes them crazy, and then you get all those crazy laws. Sheesh!! :)

  7. Euripides, no sense heating up the house in a desert.

  8. Trailbee, you must be a redneck if you ....

  9. A lot of cafeteria Catholics try to get away with that.

    Many a true word, as they say...

  10. edutcher, it would have been easier to have neighborhood barbecues on Saturdays.

  11. One hasn't lived until he's been a Redneck on Saturday nite.

  12. I see you've been driving through my neighborhood....

  13. DS, I hass ta see what dat sweet lady is doin.


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