re: #330 Fat Bastard Vegetarian

A priest, a rabbi, and a minister walk into a bar. They all immediately begin to berate the joke-teller.

“A priest?” says the priest, “Do you mean a Catholic priest? If so, am I just a parish priest? Am I a Franciscan or a Benedictine or what? It matters!”

“Rabbi,” the rabbi says, “Yeah, I’m a rabbi. Am I orthodox, conservative, reform? Who knows? Not the joke-teller; to him, we’re all alike.”

“Don’t even get me started,” the minister said, “A ‘minister’?” That’s the lamest of all. With protestantism stretching from the barely-religious Unitarians to snake-handling zealots, what exactly am I supposed to represent here?”

“Have a drink,” says the dog, “I’ve got a pedigree a mile long, and what do they call me? ‘A dog’.” He paused for a moment, and turns to his equine neighbor. “Hey, why the long—”

A brawl breaks out, which the Irish win.