I was thinking of a first page pun too
but decided against it, cos it was rubbish. I'll put it here though.

On a holiday to Italy I stayed in a town that had a monastery on one side and a convent on t'other, and as I sat in the town square enjoying an espresso, a monk and a nun came into the square from different directions and had a huge blazing row; lover's tiff, I assumed.

The nun was short and fat to the point of being spherical, and was so angry she appeared to be a black and white ball of fury. She struck the monk repeatedly with a tire iron.

Yes, it's fat habit rage.
(Stu Moo winner of five nobble piece prizes, Thu 18 Sep 2008, 15:47, 1 reply)

yes
it was rubbish
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 18 Sep 2008, 15:49, closed)

you should come to expect no less from me
because I think crap puns are funnier, and people who write a 500 word preamble to the punchline are deeply, deeply sad.
(Stu Moo winner of five nobble piece prizes, Thu 18 Sep 2008, 15:51, closed)

You're just jealous
so there.
(Bazongaloid, Thu 18 Sep 2008, 16:10, closed)