The preachers wife went to the butcher shop to get something for dinner. She asked the butcher what was on special and he responded "We have this very good Damn Ham.

" Well the preachers wife is out raged, and said to the butcher what do mean talking to me like that, you know I'm a preachers wife! The butcher, with feelings of shame says to her, yes Madam, I know your a preachers wife but its just the name of the meat. She calms down and said to the butcher, it really does look good, wrap me up a pound for dinner tonight. Upon getting home she starts dinner to cooking and just about time its ready in walks the preacher and smells the wonderous aroma comming from the kitchen. When he arrives, hugging his wife from behind, he says, mmmmmmm, honey, that smells so good, what is it? She replys apprehensivly, we're having mashed potatoes and gravy, peas and some Damn Ham I picked up from the butchers shop this afternoon. Well, we can just imagine how furious the preacher was upon hearing his wife talk like that but she told him that it was just the name of the meat as the butcher had told her. She instructs him to call down their teen aged son for dinner cause its about ready. When everyone gets to the table the preacher says grace and asks his son to pass him the Damn Ham. The son, enthused and excited to hear his dad talk that way responds by saying "sure dad if you'll pass me those f**king potatoes!!!!!"