"What is it pookie," she asked.
"I'm an avid golfer and chances are you won't see much of me on weekends," he replied.
"That's ok, darling," she purred. "As long as we are at it, I also have a confession to tell you."
"What's that, my pet," he asked.
"I'm a hooker."
"That's no problem, my little lambkin," he replied. "All you have to do is drop your left shoulder and follow through on your swing."
The companion nun replies: "If we are to live in America we should do what the natives do."
The mother superior points to a near-by hot dog vendor and says, " I do find myself hungry." And they walk towards it.
"Two dogs please," says one when they get there.
The vendor is only too pleased to comply. He wrapped both hot dogs in foil. Excited, the nuns hurry over to a bench and begin to unwrap their heated dogs. The mother superior is the first to open hers, and after staring at it a moment, leans over to the other nun and cautiously whispers, "What part did you get?"
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