A preacher was talking with his wife one day concerning an upcoming dinner with their son, who had in his eyes "strayed off the pure path" by becoming a biker.
"Dear, now we must serve a fine dinner, and conduct ourselves in the purest of manners. Perhaps by doing this, we can call our wayward son back to the fold."
So, off she went to the grocery store. Returning a short while later, she began to unpack the groceries. Peeking over her shoulder, he inquired what she had decided to fix for their family dinner.
"Well, we are having mashed potatoes, corn, home made bread and some goddam ham," she replied. Shocked to his core, he exclaimed "WHAT did you say? You well know better than to speak like that in this house, woman!" "No no no" she said back, "you dont understand. That's the brand." And showing him the label, it was indeed.
So, the day came. Dinner was served, grace was spoken and they all began to dish up their meal. Father looked over at Mother and said "Dear, would you please pass the goddam ham?" His son looked up a little wide eyed, then flashed a big smile and said:
"THATS the spirit Dad! Pass the fuckin potatoes."
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