YogeshKalwar
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Each Friday night after work, Santa Singh would fire up his outdoor grill
and cook a tandoori chicken and some meat kebabs. But, all of his
neighbours were strict Catholics ... and since it was Lent, they were
forbidden from eating chicken and meat on a Friday.
The delicious aroma from the grilled meats was causing such a problem for
the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their Priest.
The Priest came to visit Santa, and suggested that he become a Catholic.
After several classes and much study, Santa attended Mass ... and as the
priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, *"You were born a Sikh, and
raised a Sikh, but now dear, you are a Catholic."*
Santa's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived.
The wonderful aroma of tandoori chicken and meat kebabs filled the
neighborhood. The Priest was called immediately by the neighbors and, as
he rushed into Santa's backyard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold
him, he stopped and watched in amazement.
**
**
There stood Santa, holding a small bottle of holy water which he carefully
sprinkled over the grilling meats and chanted:
"Oye, you waz born a chicken, and you waz born a lamb,
you waz raised a chicken, and you waz raised a lamb
but now dears.... you are a potato and tomato"!
and cook a tandoori chicken and some meat kebabs. But, all of his
neighbours were strict Catholics ... and since it was Lent, they were
forbidden from eating chicken and meat on a Friday.
The delicious aroma from the grilled meats was causing such a problem for
the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their Priest.
The Priest came to visit Santa, and suggested that he become a Catholic.
After several classes and much study, Santa attended Mass ... and as the
priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, *"You were born a Sikh, and
raised a Sikh, but now dear, you are a Catholic."*
Santa's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived.
The wonderful aroma of tandoori chicken and meat kebabs filled the
neighborhood. The Priest was called immediately by the neighbors and, as
he rushed into Santa's backyard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold
him, he stopped and watched in amazement.
**
**
There stood Santa, holding a small bottle of holy water which he carefully
sprinkled over the grilling meats and chanted:
"Oye, you waz born a chicken, and you waz born a lamb,
you waz raised a chicken, and you waz raised a lamb
but now dears.... you are a potato and tomato"!