A cabdriver picked up a nun. When she got into the cab, the driver couldn’t stop staring at her. “I have to ask you a question,” he said, “and I hope you won’t be offended.”
“My son,” the nun said, “I’ve seen too much of the world to be offended by anything you might say. What is your question?”
“Well,” he said, “I’ve always had a fantasy of being kissed by a nun.”
The nun smiles and said, “I’ll grant your wish on two conditions. First, you must be single, and second, you must be a catholic.”
The cabdriver became very exited and said. Yes I’m single and I am catholic.”
“Okay,” the nun said. “Pull into the next alley.”
The nun fulfilled his fantasy with a kiss that would make a hooker blush.
But when they got back on the street. The cabdriver began to cry.
“My dear,” said the nun, “why are you crying?”
“Forgive me,” the cabdriver said. “I lied. I must confess; I’m married and I’m Jewish.”
The nun replied, ‘That’s okay. My name is Kevin, and I’m going to a Halloween party.”
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