A priest is out fishing with a local fishing guide, suddenly a real big fish grabs the priests hook, he fights the monster for over an hour and finally gets it close to the boat. The guide looks down and exclaims "father that is one big son of a bitch fish". The priest scolds the guide saying that profanity should not be used in his presence. The guide tells him "no father that is the name of this particular kind of fish" to which the priest replies alright then gaff that big son of a bitch fish and get him in the boat. They land the big son of a bitch fish and the priest asks the guide what he should do with him. The guide answers that a big son of a bitch fish like this one is very good to eat and that he should indeed take the fish home. The priest arrived back at the rectory and was greeted by his house keeper, the house keeper asks him if he caught any fish and he replies that he caught one big son of a bitch fish, to which his house keeper gasps and says father such profanity coming from you is not usual. The priest then explains that the name of the fish is big son of a bitch fish to which the house keeper says oh ok then hand me that big son of a bitch fish and I will clean and cook it for dinner. As fate would have it the local Cardinal decided to drop in for dinner that night. The priest the house keeper and the Cardinal were sitting at the table and the Cardinal asks the priest what is for dinner. The priest pipes right up and says that he caught a big son of a bitch fish that day, then the house keeper pipes up and says that she cleaned and cooked the big son of a bitch fish they were about to eat. Well there was an awkward silence for half of a minute and slowly a smile crossed the face of the Cardinal as he said "you f_ckers are my kind of people"
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