I don't know the origin, but this landed in my inbox today. I don't know how I end up on so many forward chains, but this one is worth sharing. It is titled "Born a Baptist."

I have made a few changes to protect the innocent.

Each Friday night after work, Bubba the Baptist would fire up his grill and cook a large t-bone steak. All of Bubba's neighbors, however, were Catholic.

During Lent, of course, the Catholic neighbors were forbidden from eating meat on Fridays, and the delicious aroma from Bubba’s grill was causing a problem in the neighborhood.

The Catholic faithful finally talked to the priest who went to visit Bubba and suggested that Bubba become Catholic. After several classes and much study, Bubba decided to convert. At the conversion ceremony, the priest sprinkled holy water on Bubba and said, “You might have been born a Baptist, and raised a Baptist, but now you are a Catholic.”

Bubba's neighbors were terribly relieved.

Then, Friday night rolled around and the wonderful aroma of grilled beef filled the neighborhood again. The neighbors called the priest immediately, and he rushed to Bubba's. Clutching his Bible and rosary, and fully prepared to scold Bubba, the priest was stopped dead in his tracks and watched in amazement.

There was Bubba with a bottle of holy water, sprinkling the meat, and saying, “You might have been born a cow, you might have been raised a cow, but now you are a catfish.”