The nun visit
I went to a Cathoic primary school (notice how many stories seem to involve Catholisism?). Each year, the nuns would visit, rattle their tins and we'd give them 20p. Sometimes they'd talk to us.

Like the queen, they'd always ask what we wanted to do when we grew up. Knowing this, the teachers would ask to think of something before the nuns came around. We were also told "if you can't think of anything, just say what you mummy or daddy does"

And so we did.

When the nuns came around when we were about 6, they rattled their tins, took our 20 pences and pinched a few cheeks. The then asked "scummy" Samantha what she wanted to be when she was big.

Samantha panicked and said what her mummy did: "A prostitue sister"

"What?" said the nun.

Samantha went red and siad "Sister, I said a prostitute, sister"

"Say that again, louder" says the bride of Christ.

Samantha steels herself and says in a loud, clear voice "A prostitute, sister!"

The nuns says "Oh, thank christ for that! For a minute then, I thought you said a protestant!"


Badabum. Tish.
(ScousersPet, Fri 20 Mar 2009, 15:44, Reply)