A pastor comes home and asks his wife whats for dinner. "Damn Potatoes" she replied. Appalled at his wife's language, the pastor says "Theres no need to use such foul words to describe dinner dear." She later explains that the brand of potatoes is called 'Damn Potatoes' and they both have a good laugh about it.
As dinner time comes the paster jokingly says to his son with a chuckle, "Son pass the Damn Potatoes please" Wide eyed at his father's words the son is reluctant but later pipes up and replies, "Thats the spirit Dad! Now you pass the fucking salad."
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