Every Friday Bubba would cook up venison on the grill. Now most of his neighbors were of the Catholic denomination. Every Friday they would abstain from meat, and suffer through the delicious aroma. They were at wits end, and asked the Father to step in. After much conversation, he eventually talked Bubba into the Catholic faith, and Thursday night, he blessed Bubba with "Bubba, you were born a Presbyterian, and you have lived a Presbyterian, now with great pride I baptize you a Catholic!"

Friday night rolled around, and the congregation smelled the delectable aroma of venison. The Father got the news and ran over to Bubba's house, as he got around back to the grill, he saw Bubba sprinkle beer over the venison saying:
"You was born a deer, you lived as a deer, But I baptize you as a catfish."