A lady goes to her priest one day and tells him,
"Father, I have a problem. I have two female
parrots, but they only know how to say one thing."
"What do they say?" the priest inquired.
They say, "Hi, we're hookers! Do you want to have
some fun?"
"That's obscene!" the priest exclaimed, then he
thought for a moment. "You know," he said, "I may
have a solution to your problem. I have two male
talking parrots, which I have taught to pray and
read the Bible. Bring your two parrots over to my
house, and we'll put them in the cage with Francis
and Peter. My parrots can teach your parrots to
praise and worship, and your parrots are sure to
stop saying . . . that phrase. . . in no time."
"Thank you," the woman responded, "this may very
well be the solution."
The next day, she brought her female parrots to the
priest's house. As he ushered her in, she saw that
his two male parrots were inside their cage holding
rosary beads and praying.
Impressed, she walked over and placed her parrots in
with them.
After a few minutes, the female parrots cried out in
unison: "Hi, we're hookers! Do you want to have
some fun?"
There was stunned silence. Shocked, one male parrot
looked over at the other male parrot and exclaimed,
"Put the beads away, Frank. Our prayers have been
answered!"
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