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Old 02-27-2009, 04:04 AM   #1 (permalink)
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Talking An Irish Tale

An Irish daughter had not been home for over a year. 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 Mother thru?' :wtf2

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 Catholic 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?' says Dad.

Girl, crying again, 'Sniff, sniff....a prostitute Daddy! Sniff,
sniff.'

'Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a
Protestant. Come here and give yer old Dad a hug.
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