Thursday, June 30, 2005

An Irishman's Daughter...

An Irishman's daughter had not been home for over 5 years.

Upon her return, her father berated her; " Where have you been all this time, you ingrate! Why didn't you rite us, not even a line to let us know how you were doing? Why didn't you call? You little tramp! Don't you now what you put your Mum through??!!" The girl, crying, replied, "Sniff, snif... Dad... I became a prostitute..."

"WHAT!!? Out of here, you shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to this family - I don't ever want to see you again!"

"OK, Dad - as you wish. I just came back to give Mom this luxury fur coat, title deeds to a ten bedroom mansion, plus a savings account certificate for £5 million. For my little brother, this gold Rolex and for you, Daddy, the brand new Mercedes limited edition convertible that's parked outside plus a lifetime membership to the Country Club...(takes a breath) invitation for you all to spend New Years' Eve on board my new yacht in the Riviera, and...."

"Now what was it you said you had become?"

The girl, crying again said, "a prostitute, Daddy!"

"Oh! Sweet Jesus! You scared me half to death, girl! I thought you said "a Protestant". Come here and give your old man a hug!

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