Oh those Catholics

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There were two Catholic boys, Timothy Murphy and Secola Antonio, whose lives paralleled each other in amazing ways. In the same year Timothy was born in Ireland, Secola was born in Italy.

Faithfully they attended parochial school from kindergarten through senior year in high school. They took their vows to enter the priesthood early in college and, upon graduation became priests.

Their careers had come to amaze the world, but it was generally acknowledged that Secola was just a cut above Timothy in all respects.

Their rise through the ranks of bishop, archbishop and finally
cardinal was meteoric to say the least, and the Catholic world
knew that when the present Pope died, it would either be one
of the two who would become the next pope.

In time the pope did die, and the College of Cardinals went to
work. In less time than anyone had expected, white smoke rose
from the chimney and the world waited to see whom they had chosen.

The world, Catholic, Protestant and secular were surprised to learn that
Timothy Murphy had been elected pope! Antonio Secola was beyond surprise. He was devastated, because even with all of Timothy's gifts, Secola knew he was the better qualified.

With gall that shocked the Cardinals, Secola asked for a private
session with them in which he candidly asked,"Why Timothy?"

After a long silence, an old cardinal took pity on the bewildered
man and rose to reply. "We knew you were the better of the two, but we just
could not bear the thought of the leader of the Roman Catholic Church being
called "Pope Secola."
 
I'm offended that not once was there ever a reference to Father Murphy. Especially after a football field was named after him...
 
I love long jokes with horrible punchlines. Here's another...

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A man gets a job as a train conductor. For years he’s been great at his job. When the train arrives at the station he blows the whistle to announce the arrival and for the opening of the doors. After everyone gets off and on he, blows the whistle for the closing of the doors and the train departure.

It was a pretty mindless job and one day he was working away, blowing his whistle, the trains came and went, and on one particular train he thought everyone had boarded and he blew the whistle, when an old lady with her dog was still getting on the train. The doors closed and chopped the lady clean in half, killing her.

The man being responsible for this woman’s death was tried in court and found guilty of manslaughter. The sentence was death by the chair. He was placed in a cell until his execution. A few hours before he was to be killed, the warden came to his cell.

“You get one last meal, anything. You name it.”

“Really?” The man said. “Well if I were to have one last meal it would be 50kg of bananas

The warden looked stunned, he wasn’t sure if he heard him right, but the man looked sincere and who was he to deny him this last meal.

So he buys 50kg of bananas and takes them back to the cell. The warden looks in amazement and disgust as the man devours the bananas skin and all.

After stuffing himself and making quite a mess, the man is led to the electric chair. He’s strapped in, and the electrodes attached. The executioner places his hand on the lever “3... 2... 1...” he pulls the lever and grimaces, only to find the man is perfectly fine. He pulls its again, and again but still nothing happens. They check the wires but everything is okay, the man just won’t die.

The warden is stunned “We’ll only an act of God could save you. Clearly you just aren’t meant to die. Your free to go.”

So the man leaves and gets a job as a train conductor. He’s doing the same thing, blowing the whistle for arrivals and departures. The trains come and go when one day all the passengers had gotten on board and he blew his whistle right as a little boy dropped his ball out the doors of the train. He went to retrieve it from the platform when BAM he was caught between the doors and sliced in two.

The man was tried and found guilty of murder, he was sent straight to prison to be executed the next day. He was sitting, stewing in his cell when the warden came along.

“Well it’s your last meal... again, what do you want this time?”

“Well since you’re asking, I’d like 50kg of bananas please.” The man says to the disgruntled warden.

The warden shakes his head and exhales in disbelief. “If you say so.” So he leaves to buy 50kg of bananas.

He returns and gives the bananas to the ravenous man and watches as he lobs them down his throat. To the wardens horror, he’s not even chewing them anymore just chucking them down whole. The man finishes and is taken away to be killed.

The executioner is surprised to see him again. The man is strapped in and attached to the electrodes once again. The executioner grips the handle that will end the mans life and yells “3... 2... 1...” and yanks the lever. Only to his absolute bewilderment, nothing happens. They check the wires, the chair the power and pull again and again but the man remains perfectly fine. By now the warden cannot believe his eyes, but the executioner proclaims “This is an act of God, clearly you are not meant to die, you have been spared yet again and are free to go”

So the man leaves.

And gets a job as a train conductor. He’s blowing his whistle and sending the trains off only this time he’s learnt from his mistakes. He’s intently looking for people every time a train comes and for several months he goes by without killing anyone.

Until one fateful day when he was doing his job and he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever the seen. As she strutted by he whistled and she turned and gave him a wink. Only the train driver heard the whistle and closed the door, crushing a business man, splitting him in twain.

He was seized and sent to court, tried and found guilty of murder for the third time. The judge was done with him and sentenced him to death that day. As he was sitting in his cell once again, the warden came to him.

“50kg of bananas?” He asked the man

“50kg of bananas.” The man replied

The warden walked away, baffled at the events of the past couple of months. He returned with 50kg of bananas and gave them to the man only this time he didn’t finish all the bananas as he had eaten quite a large breakfast. The warden marched him to the electric chair and strapped him in, curious as to what would happen. The executioner is also intrigued as to whether or not the man will cheat death yet again. He grasps the lever and counts down. “3... 2... 1...” he pulls the lever and...

...nothing happens.

The executioner has just given up at this point and says “Well it’s an act of God. Clearly you just aren’t meant to die yet, just promise me you won’t get a job at that damn train company.”

The man makes no promises and walks away, a free man. The warden runs up to him. Panting he asks.

“I have to ask, how have you cheated the electric chair so many times? Is it the bananas?”

Calmly the man replies “No, I’m just a really bad conductor.”
 
I love long jokes with horrible punchlines. Here's another...

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A man gets a job as a train conductor. For years he’s been great at his job. When the train arrives at the station he blows the whistle to announce the arrival and for the opening of the doors. After everyone gets off and on he, blows the whistle for the closing of the doors and the train departure.

It was a pretty mindless job and one day he was working away, blowing his whistle, the trains came and went, and on one particular train he thought everyone had boarded and he blew the whistle, when an old lady with her dog was still getting on the train. The doors closed and chopped the lady clean in half, killing her.

The man being responsible for this woman’s death was tried in court and found guilty of manslaughter. The sentence was death by the chair. He was placed in a cell until his execution. A few hours before he was to be killed, the warden came to his cell.

“You get one last meal, anything. You name it.”

“Really?” The man said. “Well if I were to have one last meal it would be 50kg of bananas

The warden looked stunned, he wasn’t sure if he heard him right, but the man looked sincere and who was he to deny him this last meal.

So he buys 50kg of bananas and takes them back to the cell. The warden looks in amazement and disgust as the man devours the bananas skin and all.

After stuffing himself and making quite a mess, the man is led to the electric chair. He’s strapped in, and the electrodes attached. The executioner places his hand on the lever “3... 2... 1...” he pulls the lever and grimaces, only to find the man is perfectly fine. He pulls its again, and again but still nothing happens. They check the wires but everything is okay, the man just won’t die.

The warden is stunned “We’ll only an act of God could save you. Clearly you just aren’t meant to die. Your free to go.”

So the man leaves and gets a job as a train conductor. He’s doing the same thing, blowing the whistle for arrivals and departures. The trains come and go when one day all the passengers had gotten on board and he blew his whistle right as a little boy dropped his ball out the doors of the train. He went to retrieve it from the platform when BAM he was caught between the doors and sliced in two.

The man was tried and found guilty of murder, he was sent straight to prison to be executed the next day. He was sitting, stewing in his cell when the warden came along.

“Well it’s your last meal... again, what do you want this time?”

“Well since you’re asking, I’d like 50kg of bananas please.” The man says to the disgruntled warden.

The warden shakes his head and exhales in disbelief. “If you say so.” So he leaves to buy 50kg of bananas.

He returns and gives the bananas to the ravenous man and watches as he lobs them down his throat. To the wardens horror, he’s not even chewing them anymore just chucking them down whole. The man finishes and is taken away to be killed.

The executioner is surprised to see him again. The man is strapped in and attached to the electrodes once again. The executioner grips the handle that will end the mans life and yells “3... 2... 1...” and yanks the lever. Only to his absolute bewilderment, nothing happens. They check the wires, the chair the power and pull again and again but the man remains perfectly fine. By now the warden cannot believe his eyes, but the executioner proclaims “This is an act of God, clearly you are not meant to die, you have been spared yet again and are free to go”

So the man leaves.

And gets a job as a train conductor. He’s blowing his whistle and sending the trains off only this time he’s learnt from his mistakes. He’s intently looking for people every time a train comes and for several months he goes by without killing anyone.

Until one fateful day when he was doing his job and he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever the seen. As she strutted by he whistled and she turned and gave him a wink. Only the train driver heard the whistle and closed the door, crushing a business man, splitting him in twain.

He was seized and sent to court, tried and found guilty of murder for the third time. The judge was done with him and sentenced him to death that day. As he was sitting in his cell once again, the warden came to him.

“50kg of bananas?” He asked the man

“50kg of bananas.” The man replied

The warden walked away, baffled at the events of the past couple of months. He returned with 50kg of bananas and gave them to the man only this time he didn’t finish all the bananas as he had eaten quite a large breakfast. The warden marched him to the electric chair and strapped him in, curious as to what would happen. The executioner is also intrigued as to whether or not the man will cheat death yet again. He grasps the lever and counts down. “3... 2... 1...” he pulls the lever and...

...nothing happens.

The executioner has just given up at this point and says “Well it’s an act of God. Clearly you just aren’t meant to die yet, just promise me you won’t get a job at that damn train company.”

The man makes no promises and walks away, a free man. The warden runs up to him. Panting he asks.

“I have to ask, how have you cheated the electric chair so many times? Is it the bananas?”

Calmly the man replies “No, I’m just a really bad conductor.”
That was brutal. Didn’t laugh. Wish is was funny after the effort.
 
Hey @Homer, you clearly don't get that the whole point of the joke isn't the punchline, its that the person who reads the entire thing ends up being the joke. I clearly warned that it was a long joke with a horrible punchline.

Apparently, your comedy runs a little more Ashton Kutcher and a little less Andy Kaufman. But you do continue to live up to your self-proclaimed status as never missing a chance to be a jerk. I hope you're happy with your successes there.

For anybody else that likes deeper humor than slapstick, check out The Aristocrats. PS... If you get even slightly offended EVER, don't watch it. It's vile.

 
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I love long jokes with horrible punchlines. Here's another...

________________

A man gets a job as a train conductor. For years he’s been great at his job. When the train arrives at the station he blows the whistle to announce the arrival and for the opening of the doors. After everyone gets off and on he, blows the whistle for the closing of the doors and the train departure.

It was a pretty mindless job and one day he was working away, blowing his whistle, the trains came and went, and on one particular train he thought everyone had boarded and he blew the whistle, when an old lady with her dog was still getting on the train. The doors closed and chopped the lady clean in half, killing her.

The man being responsible for this woman’s death was tried in court and found guilty of manslaughter. The sentence was death by the chair. He was placed in a cell until his execution. A few hours before he was to be killed, the warden came to his cell.

“You get one last meal, anything. You name it.”

“Really?” The man said. “Well if I were to have one last meal it would be 50kg of bananas

The warden looked stunned, he wasn’t sure if he heard him right, but the man looked sincere and who was he to deny him this last meal.

So he buys 50kg of bananas and takes them back to the cell. The warden looks in amazement and disgust as the man devours the bananas skin and all.

After stuffing himself and making quite a mess, the man is led to the electric chair. He’s strapped in, and the electrodes attached. The executioner places his hand on the lever “3... 2... 1...” he pulls the lever and grimaces, only to find the man is perfectly fine. He pulls its again, and again but still nothing happens. They check the wires but everything is okay, the man just won’t die.

The warden is stunned “We’ll only an act of God could save you. Clearly you just aren’t meant to die. Your free to go.”

So the man leaves and gets a job as a train conductor. He’s doing the same thing, blowing the whistle for arrivals and departures. The trains come and go when one day all the passengers had gotten on board and he blew his whistle right as a little boy dropped his ball out the doors of the train. He went to retrieve it from the platform when BAM he was caught between the doors and sliced in two.

The man was tried and found guilty of murder, he was sent straight to prison to be executed the next day. He was sitting, stewing in his cell when the warden came along.

“Well it’s your last meal... again, what do you want this time?”

“Well since you’re asking, I’d like 50kg of bananas please.” The man says to the disgruntled warden.

The warden shakes his head and exhales in disbelief. “If you say so.” So he leaves to buy 50kg of bananas.

He returns and gives the bananas to the ravenous man and watches as he lobs them down his throat. To the wardens horror, he’s not even chewing them anymore just chucking them down whole. The man finishes and is taken away to be killed.

The executioner is surprised to see him again. The man is strapped in and attached to the electrodes once again. The executioner grips the handle that will end the mans life and yells “3... 2... 1...” and yanks the lever. Only to his absolute bewilderment, nothing happens. They check the wires, the chair the power and pull again and again but the man remains perfectly fine. By now the warden cannot believe his eyes, but the executioner proclaims “This is an act of God, clearly you are not meant to die, you have been spared yet again and are free to go”

So the man leaves.

And gets a job as a train conductor. He’s blowing his whistle and sending the trains off only this time he’s learnt from his mistakes. He’s intently looking for people every time a train comes and for several months he goes by without killing anyone.

Until one fateful day when he was doing his job and he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever the seen. As she strutted by he whistled and she turned and gave him a wink. Only the train driver heard the whistle and closed the door, crushing a business man, splitting him in twain.

He was seized and sent to court, tried and found guilty of murder for the third time. The judge was done with him and sentenced him to death that day. As he was sitting in his cell once again, the warden came to him.

“50kg of bananas?” He asked the man

“50kg of bananas.” The man replied

The warden walked away, baffled at the events of the past couple of months. He returned with 50kg of bananas and gave them to the man only this time he didn’t finish all the bananas as he had eaten quite a large breakfast. The warden marched him to the electric chair and strapped him in, curious as to what would happen. The executioner is also intrigued as to whether or not the man will cheat death yet again. He grasps the lever and counts down. “3... 2... 1...” he pulls the lever and...

...nothing happens.

The executioner has just given up at this point and says “Well it’s an act of God. Clearly you just aren’t meant to die yet, just promise me you won’t get a job at that damn train company.”

The man makes no promises and walks away, a free man. The warden runs up to him. Panting he asks.

“I have to ask, how have you cheated the electric chair so many times? Is it the bananas?”

Calmly the man replies “No, I’m just a really bad conductor.”
Now that one WAS long indeed. But I like it. :giggle:

One of my favorite stand-up comedians is Steven Wright. Most of his jokes are one-liners based on irony. Another was Foster Brooks who often appeared at roasts & on Dean Martin's TV show. I would start cracking up as soon as he began talking. And a third was Bill Dana, who did the Jose Jimenez character for years. As an astronaut, he would wear a helmet. A reporter asks him, "Is that a crash helemt?" His reply: "I hope not."

Back in my era, a leader in the dry type of humor was Shelly Berman. I still have two 33 rpm albums of his from the late 1950s.

 
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