Topic: Irish Donkey

[Clive]

Father O'Malley rose from his bed one morning.

It was a fine spring day in his new parish.

He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep breath of the  beautiful day outside. He then noticed there was . . . a donkey lying  dead in the middle of his front lawn. He promptly called the local  police station.
The conversation went like this:

"Good morning. This is Sergeant Jones. How might I help you?"

"And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father O'Malley at St.  Ann's Catholic Church. There's a donkey lying dead in me front lawn and  would ye be so kind as to send a couple o'yer lads to take care of the matter?"
 
Sergeant Jones, considering himself to be quite a wit and recognizing  the Irish accent, thought he would have a little fun with the good father, replied:
"Well now Father, it was always my impression  that you people took care of the last rites!"
 
There was dead silence on the line for a moment . . ..

  Father O'Malley then replied:
"Aye,' tis certainly true; but we are also obliged to notify the next of kin first, which is the reason for me call."
 

[Simon]