April 08, 2004
Sisters of St Francis
A man driving down a deserted stretch of highway notices a sign out of the corner of his eye:
SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION - 10 MILES
Thinking it was just a figment of his imagination he drives on without a second thought. Soon, he sees another sign:
SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION - 5 MILES
He begins to realize that these signs are real. He then drives past a third sign:
SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION - NEXT RIGHT
His curiosity gets the best of him and he pulls into the drive. On the far side of the parking lot is a somber stone building with a small sign next to the door:
SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS
He climbs the steps and rings the bell. The door is answered by a nun in a long black habit who asks, "What may we do for you, my son?"
He answers, "I saw your signs along the highway, and was interested in possibly doing business."
"Very well, my son. Please follow me."
He is led through many winding passages and is soon quite disoriented. The nun stops at a closed door, and tells the man, "Please knock on this door."
He does as he is told and this door is answered by another nun in a long habit, holding a plate. This nun instructs, "Please place $50 in the plate, then go through the large wooden door at the end of this hallway."
He gets $50 out of his wallet, places it in the plate, trots eagerly down the hall, and slips through the door pulling it shut behind him.
As the door locks behind him, he finds himself back in the parking lot, facing another small sign:
YOU HAVE JUST BEEN SCREWED BY THE SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS - GO IN PEACE!
Just a friendly reminder that advertising can be truthful and STILL fall short of your expectations.
Posted by DaGoddess at April 8, 2004 09:32 AMOne day two Priests were admiring the cloaks of some Jewish Rabbi.
They asked, "Where can we get cloaks of this quality."
"Ah! For this, you must see our brother Pinkus; He's is a tailor beyond compare!", They said.
The Priests thanked the Rabbi, and made their way to Pinkus' shop. They place an order for robes, and intended on wearing them for the Easter service.
They got their robes and stored them in the garment bags until an hour before Easter services. When they put them on, they noticed the threading wasn't the same color as the material, the seams were sloppily done, and the material itself was of very poor quality. They changed into their usual vestments and talked angrily to each other as they prepared for the service.
Two Nuns overheard their exchange, and one said to the other; "Isn't it grand to hear the Fathers using the traditional Latin blessing? I wonder what 'Pinkus Fuctus' means?"
Posted by: Thomas at April 8, 2004 09:40 AMLMFAO!
Posted by: Orchid at April 8, 2004 10:46 AMROFLMMFAO
Posted by: Linda at April 8, 2004 10:57 AMda goddess, i told you that story in confidence. now the whole world knows. and it was only 40$
Posted by: mlah at April 8, 2004 12:56 PM*snort guffaw* i remember this one from a long while back. thank for recountng it :o)
Posted by: munin at April 8, 2004 03:16 PMHahaha! Good one. :)
Posted by: suzi at April 8, 2004 10:50 PMHow can you be sure, absolutely certain, that a Priest will have sex with a woman?
Dress her up as an alterboy.
Posted by: loiq at April 10, 2004 03:39 PM