is courtesy of Grandmère Mimi, who should know better.
A guy was getting ready to tee off on the first hole when a second golfer approached and asked if he could join him. The first said that he usually played alone, but agreed to the twosome.
They were even after the first few holes. The second guy said, “We’re about evenly matched; how about playing for five bucks a hole?” The first guy said that he wasn’t much for betting, but agreed to the terms.
The second guy won the remaining sixteen holes with ease.
As they were walking off number eighteen, the second guy was busy counting his $80.00. He confessed that he was the pro at a neighboring course and liked to pick on suckers. The first fellow revealed that he was the parish Monsignor.
The pro was flustered and apologetic, offering to return the money. The priest said, “No, you won fair and square, and I was foolish to bet with you. You keep your winnings.”
The embarrassed pro said, “Monsignor, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”
The priest said, “Well, you could come to Mass on Sunday and make a donation. And, if you want to bring your mother and father along, I’ll marry them.”
LOL!!!!!!!!! I smiled wide, like ear to ear. lol~
What does the marrying part imply?
Haha, i’m gonna look up the meaning of Parish Monsignor!!
“Monsignor” is a title given to senior parish priests in the Roman Catholic Church. They are normally older and in charge of large parishes or departments in the central office of the Roman Catholic Church in that area.
The “marry” part implies that Monsignor thinks that the other man is a bastard (literally, an illegitimate child of unmarried parents; figuratively, a mean, nasty person).
I hope this helps. You owe me a show.
ooohhh.. that’s an impressive way to get back at a person!