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Saturday, January 17, 2015

Flea and Tick Collar


                                               Father John told us a joke I never heard before.

He was eating dinner with a parish family.  The little boy kept staring at the priest's roman collar.  He was just staring and staring.  Finally, Father asked the little boy, "I see you are looking at my collar.  Do you know what it means?"

"Oh yes, I do.  Our dog wears a flea and tick collar, too."

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