Posts Tagged ‘gambling habits’

Gambling Monsignor Gets 3 Years in the Slammer

Monday, January 16th, 2012

A Roman Catholic clergyman who pilfered funds from his parish’s prayer and gift shop coffers to feed his gambling addiction was sentenced to spend three years in prison and pay back nearly $650,000 to his community. Monsignor Kevin McAuliffe was told by the sentencing judge that he had betrayed people who had depended on him and his request for probation so that he could get counseling and help others with gambling problems was turned down. The judge’s hard line was based on the fact that the good father didn’t exhaust his own savings on his gambling habits, and opted to spend church funds instead. I see the judge’s point but IMHO the ruling was a bit on the harsh side…

A new priest at his first mass was so nervous he could hardly speak. After mass, he asked the monsignor how he had done. The monsignor replied,
“When I am worried about getting nervous on the pulpit, I put a glass of vodka next to the water glass. If I start to get nervous, I take a sip.”
So the next Sunday, he took the monsignor’s advice. At the beginning of the sermon, he got nervous and took a drink. He proceeded to talk up a storm.
Upon returning to his office, he found the following note on his door.
1. Sip the vodka, don’t gulp.
2. Jesus was consecrated, not constipated.
3. Jacob wagered his donkey, he did not bet his ass.
4. We do not refer to Jesus Christ as the late J. C.
5. The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost are not referred to as Daddy, Junior, and Spook.
6. David slew Goliath, he did not kick the shit out him.
7. We do not refer to the cross as the ‘Big T’.
8. Recommended grace before a meal is not ‘Rub-so A-Dub-Dub, thanks for the grub, yeah God’.

Gambling Priest Makes Humble Apology

Thursday, April 21st, 2011

A parish priest from Ottawa got a standing ovation from his followers after he admitted that he had a ‘significant’ gambling problem, although he stressed that he had not spent the congregation’s money on his gambling habits. He said that he had used his own money to fund his “problem” and had won enough to keep him in the game. Now I ask you – if you’re making enough to fund an activity that gives you some pleasure, you’re not harming anyone by doing so, and you are honest about what you’re doing, why is it necessary to go through the rigmarole of making a public apology for something that clearly doesn’t matter in the slightest?

Little Johnny was going to his father’s house one day and he was packing everything in his room and putting it in his little red wagon.
He was walking to his father’s house with his wagon behind him, when he came to this hill.
He started up the hill but was constantly swearing “This goddamn thing is so heavy!”
A priest heard him and came out. “You shouldn’t be swearing,” said the priest. “God hears you…He is everywhere…He’s in the church…He’s on the sidewalk…He’s everywhere!”
Then Little Johnny said: “Oh, is he in my wagon?”
The priest replied: “Yes Johnny, God is in your wagon.”
Little Johnny replied: “Well tell him to get the hell out and start pulling!”