Thursday, March 10, 2011

Born a Lutheran

To all of my friends, deepest apologies for what I am about to write.  I have to chalk it up to living in Lake Wobegon Country too long.

Born a Lutheran

Each Friday night after work,Ole would fire up his outdoor grill on the shore of Mille Lacs Lake and cook a venison steak. But, all of Ole's neighbors were Catholic... And since it was Lent, they were forbidden from eating meat on Friday. The delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks wafted over Wahkon all the way to Izaty's, and was causing such a problem for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their priest.

The Priest came to visit Ole, and suggested that he become a Catholic. After several classes and much study, Ole attended Mass.....and as the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, "You were born a Lutheran, and raised a Lutheran, but now you are a Catholic."

Ole's neighbors were relieved, until Friday night arrived, and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood.

The Priest was called immediately by the neighbors,and, as he rushed into Ole's yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped and watched in amazement.

There stood Ole, clutching a small bottle of holy water
 which he carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat and chanted:
 "You vuz born a deer, you vuz raised a deer,
but now you is a walleye pike."

**Kudos to my cousin, David for this piece of literary genius.