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(Remember, I always make my priests and nuns Irish)
A nun goes into the liquor store. The guy behind the counter says "Hello Sister! What can I do for you today?"
She says "Oh Mr. O'Brian, I need a fifth of whiskey!"
"oh, Sister! I'm afraid if I give whiskey to a nun my soul will be condemed to hell for ALL ETERNITY!"
She says "Don't you go worryin' y'self Mr. O'Brian. This whisky is for Mother Superior's constipation."
He whispers "OH! For Mother Superior's constipation! Heres a bottle of me best Irish whisky, and put your purse away, its on the house!"
"Oh thank you Mr. O'Brian. God bless ya!"
Later on, Mr. O'Brian is walking to his car and he sees the nun passed out drunk in the gutter!
"OH SISTER! You lied to me! Now I find ya' drunk and I'm surely goin' t'hell! You said that this whisky if fer Mother Superior's Constipation!"
She looks up and drawls "Don't ya' be worryin' y'self, Mr. O'Brian. I was tellin' the truth, 'cause when Mother Superior sees me like this, is she gonna SHIT!"
P.S. I ferked up and pressed poll instead of post, so now I have to make this a poll. SOOOOO.....
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