a lady walks into a butcher store and say's "my husband's birthday is tonight and i want to cook his some ham. i want the best ham you got for sale". so the butcher say's "right here. this is the god damn ham." the lady shocked said "you can't say that. you know my husband is a preacher." the butcher say"s "this ham is from holland. thats what it's called there." so she say's "all right" and buy's it. later at home as shes cooking it, her husband comes home and say's "that smells good. what are you cooking dear?". she say's " the god damn ham". the husband say's " you don't need to get mad at me. i just asked a question is all. besides you know i'm a preacher". the wife say's " i got this at the butcher shop today. it's from holland and it's called the god damn ham over there". the husband say's "okay". later that night, the wife, husband, and son are sitting at the table to eat the birthday dinner. the husband tell's his wife "honey pass the god damn ham". the son then says " ALL RIGHT DAD. PASS ME THE FUCKING POTATOES!".
