A boy is selling fish on a corner. To get his customers' attention, he is yelling, "Dam fish for sale! Get your dam fish here!" The local pastor hears this and asks, "Why are you calling them 'dam'

 A boy is selling fish on a corner. To get his customers' attention, he is yelling, "Dam fish for sale! Get your dam fish here!"

The local pastor hears this and, with a concerned look, walks over and asks, "Young man, why are you calling them 'dam fish'?"

The boy grins and replies, "Oh, these fish were caught right near the dam, Pastor! So, they’re literally dam fish!"

The pastor chuckles, relieved that the boy isn't being rude, and decides to buy some fish. "Well, in that case, I’ll take two dam fish!"

Later that evening, the pastor brings the fish home and proudly hands them to his wife. "Look, honey, I got us some dam fish for dinner!"

His wife gasps. "Excuse me, Pastor?! Watch your language!"

He laughs and explains, "No, no, dear! That’s what they’re called—they were caught near the dam!"

His wife sighs in relief and starts cooking. When dinner is ready, she brings the meal to the table, and they sit down to eat. The pastor, feeling playful, turns to their son and says, "Son, would you like to pass me the dam fish?"

The son’s eyes widen. "Dad! You always tell me not to say bad words!"

The pastor smirks. "Son, this isn't a bad word. It's just fish from the dam!"

The boy, still hesitant, carefully passes the plate and says, "Alright, Dad… but can you pass me the dam potatoes?"

The pastor glares. "Now don't push your luck!"