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One day a lady from the church had come over to the preacher's
house and had given a gift to the wife for all the wonderful sermons
that her husband has given.

Mrs. Johnson had said, "Thank you very much but what is it?"

The lady said, "It is a Damn ham."

Mrs. Johnson looked shocked and said, "Don't speak that way to me!
As you know that I am the preacher's wife!"

The lady said, "Yes, yes I know, but that happens to be the brand
name of the ham!"

Mrs. Johnson said, "Ooh I see... Well thank you." and the lady left.

Later that night when Mrs. Johnson was cooking dinner the preacher
came into the kitchen and said, "Mmmm! That smells really good!
What is it?"

Mrs. Johnson said," Well that's your dinner tonight, some Damn Ham"

The preacher was shocked and said, "Don't speak to me that way! You
know who I am!"

Mrs. Johnson said, "Yes, yes! I know who you are! It is just the brand
name!"

The preacher said, "Oh! I see! Well it smells great!"

That night when dinner was ready she had set it all out on the table:
the corn, mashed potatoes, rolls, and ham!

When the family sat down they said their prayers and began to eat,
the preacher said to his wife, "Could you please pass me some of that
Damn ham?"

The wife said "Sure."

Then little Johnny said, "Alright Dad! While you're at it can you pass
me the f**king mashed potatoes!"