Boudreaux
Each Friday night after work, Boudreaux would fire up his outdoor
grill and cook a venison steak. But, all of Boudreaux'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 Boudreaux, and
suggested that he become a Catholic. After several classes and much
study, Boudreaux 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." Boudreauxs' 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 Boudrauxs' yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped and watched in amazement.
There stood Boudreaux, 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 :uhyeah:
Each Friday night after work, Boudreaux would fire up his outdoor
grill and cook a venison steak. But, all of Boudreaux'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 Boudreaux, and
suggested that he become a Catholic. After several classes and much
study, Boudreaux 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." Boudreauxs' 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 Boudrauxs' yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped and watched in amazement.
There stood Boudreaux, 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 :uhyeah:
