Subject:
Irish Prostitute
An
Irish daughter had not been home for over 5 years. Upon her return, her Father
cussed her. 'Where have ye been all this time? Why did ye not write to us, not
even a line?
Why didn't ye call? Can ye not understand what ye put yer old Mother thru?'
The
girl, crying, replied, 'Sniff, sniff....Dad....I became a prostitute...'
'Ye
what!!? Out of here, ye shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to this
Catholic family.'
'OK,
Dad-- as ye wish. I just came back to give mum this luxurious fur coat, title
deed to a ten bedroom mansion plus a $5 million savings certificate.
For me little brother, this gold Rolex. And for ye Daddy, the sparkling new
Mercedes limited edition convertible that's parked outside plus a membership to
the country club........................
(takes a breath).............
and
an invitation for ye all to spend New Years Eve on board my new
yacht in the Riviera and.......'
'Now what was it ye said ye had become?' says Dad.
Girl,
crying again, 'Sniff, sniff....a prostitute Daddy! Sniff, sniff.'
'Oh!
Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a
Protestant.
Come
here and give
yer old Dad a hug.