---------------------- Forwarded by Sandra F Brawner/HOU/ECT on 05/11/2001 11:03 AM ---------------------------


"Jon Schnitzer" <jons@amerexenergy.com> on 05/11/2001 10:41:22 AM
To:	"Sandra F Brawner" <Sandra.F.Brawner@enron.com>
cc:	 
Subject:	Fw: Catholic Fishing Story


>
> > > >  A priest took a sebatacle to a fishing lodge. On the last day of
his
> > > >  trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to reel it in. The
guide,
> > > >  holding a net, yelled "Look at the size of that Son of a Bitch!"
> > > >
> > > >  Son, I'm a priest. Your language is uncalled for!
> > > >
> > > >  No, Father, that's what kind of fish it is. A Son of a Bitch fish!
> > > >
> > > >  Really? Well help me land this Son of a Bitch!
> > > >
> > > >  Once in the boat, they marveled at the monster.
> > > >
> > > >  Father, that is the biggest Son of a Bitch I've ever seen.
> > > >
> > > >  Yes, my Son,  it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do with it?
> > > >
> > > >  Why eat it of course. You've never tasted anything as good as that
> >Son
> > > >  of a Bitch!
> > > >
> > > >  Elated, the priest headed home to the church. While unloading his
> >gear,
> > > >  and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired about his trip.
> > > >
> > > >  Take a look at this big Son of a Bitch I caught!
> > > >
> > > >  Sister Mary gasped and clutchted her rosary, "Father!"
> > > >
> > > >  It's ok Sister. That's what kind of fish it is. A Son of a Bitch
> >fish!
> > > >
> > > >  Oh, well then what are you going to do with that big Son of a
Bitch?
> > > >
> > > >  Why, eat it of course. The guide said nothing compares to the taste
> >of
> > > a
> > > >  Son of a Bitch.
> > > >
> > > >  The Sister informed the priest that the Pope was scheduled to visit
> >in
> > > a
> > > >  few days and that they should fix the Son of a Bitch for dinner.
> >"I'll
> > > >  even clean the Son of a Bitch", she said.
> > > >
> > > >   As she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in. What are
you
> > > >  doing Sister?
> > > >
> > > >  Father wants me to clean this big Son of a Bitch for the Pope's
> >dinner.
> > > >
> > > >  Sister! I'll clean it if you're so upset! Please watch your
language!
> > > >
> > > >  No, no, no. It's called a Son of a Bitch fish. Really.
> > > >
> > > >  Oh, well in that case I'll fix up a great meal and that Son of a
> >Bitch
> > > >  can be the main course! Let me know when you've finished cleaning
> >that
> > > >  Son of a Bitch.
> > > >
> > > >  On the night of the Pope's visit, everything was perfect. The Friar
> >had
> > > >  prepared an excellent meal, there was wine, and the fish was
> >excellent.
> > > >
> > > >  The Pope said, "This is great fish, where did you get it?"
> > > >
> > > >  "I caught the Son of a Bitch!" proclaimed the proud priest.
> > > >
> > > >  The Pope's eyes opened wide, but he said nothing.
> > > >
> > > >  "And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!" exclaimed the sister.
> > > >
> > > >  The Pope sat silent in disbelief.
> > > >
> > > >  And the friar added, "And I prepared the Son of a Bitch, using a
> > > special
> > > >  recipe!"
> > > >
> > > >  The Pope looked at each of them. Slowly a big smile creeped across
> >his
> > > >  face.
> > > >
> > > >You fuckers are alright!!"
> > >
> >
> >
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