Paddy stumbles out of the bar and staggers into the local Cathedral and says to the priest, “I would like to join this fecking church.”
The astonished priest replies, “I beg your pardon, sir. I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?”
“Listen, damn it. I said I want to join this fecking church!”
“I’m very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in this church.”
The priest leaves his desk and goes into the bishop’s study to inform him of the situation.
The Bishop agrees that the priest does not have to listen to that foul language.
They both return to his office and the Bishop asks paddy, “Sir, what seems to be the problem here?”
“There is no damn problem,” Paddy says. “I just won 5 million euro on the fecking lottery and I want to join this fecking church to get rid of some of this fecking money.”
“I see,” said the Bishop, “and paddy is this fecking fecker giving you a hard time?”
