race-ar*2865
March 1st, 2006, 04:34 AM
I have too much time on my hands tonight
racear
THE 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 mum 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 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?" inquires her daddy.
The Girl, crying again replies, "Sniff, sniff....a prostitute dad! Sniff, sniff."
"Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said
a Protestant'. Thank the Lord! Come here and give yer old man a hug!"
racear
THE 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 mum 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 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?" inquires her daddy.
The Girl, crying again replies, "Sniff, sniff....a prostitute dad! Sniff, sniff."
"Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said
a Protestant'. Thank the Lord! Come here and give yer old man a hug!"