Every Friday night after work, Bubba would fire up his grill and cook some delicious venison steaks. But all of Bubba’s neighbors were Catholic, and during Lent, they couldn’t eat meat on Fridays.

The mouthwatering aroma of Bubba’s steaks was causing quite the stir, so they decided to talk to their priest.

The priest came over to Bubba’s house and suggested, “Bubba, why don’t you become Catholic? That’ll solve the problem.”

So Bubba went through some classes, studied hard, and finally attended Mass. As the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, “You were born a Baptist, raised a Baptist, but now you are a Catholic.” The neighbors were thrilled. Finally, peace!

But, when Friday night came around, that familiar smell of grilled venison filled the air again. The neighbors were furious. They called the priest, and he rushed over, ready to give Bubba a stern talking-to. But when he got to the backyard, he froze.

There was Bubba, standing by the grill, holding a small bottle of holy water. He carefully sprinkled the meat and said, “You wuz born a deer, you wuz raised a deer, but now you is a catfish.”