A Steelers fan liked to amuse himself by scaring every Browns fan he saw strutting down a Pittsburgh street in an obnoxious orange and brown shirt. He would swerve his van as if to hit them, then swerve back just missing them. One day, while driving along on the North Side, he saw a priest walking along the street. He thought he would do a good deed, so he pulled over and asked the priest, "Where are you going, Father?" "I'm going to give Mass at St. Francis church, about two miles down the road," replied the priest. "Climb in, Father. I'll give you a lift!" The priest climbed into the passenger seat, and they continued down the road. Suddenly, the driver saw a Browns fan walking down the road, and he instinctively swerved as if to hit him. But, as usual, he swerved back onto the road just in time. Even though he was certain that hehad missed the guy, he still heard a loud THUD. Not knowing where the noise came from, he glanced in his mirrors but still didn't see anything. He then remembered the priest, and he turned to the priest and said, "Sorry, Father, I almost hit that Browns fan!" "That's OK," replied the priest, "I got him with the door."
