Minnesota used to be pretty segregated in the 70's. There were Lutherans and there were Catholics. In an effort to make peace, the Lutherans invited the Catholics over for a lutefisk luncheon.

Everything was going great until it was time to eat. The Catholic priest then interrupted and said "shouldn't we give thanks before we eat?"

A hush came over the crowd. Nobody said anything for awhile. Finally Sven, who was sitting next to the priest, whispered in his ear.

"Shh... this is lutefisk luncheon. We thank the Lord AFTER we eat."

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