9-29-09
An Irish lass, who had left home early for a life of fun and sin, returned home after many years. She made her way to her father's favorite pub, walked in and saw him sitting in a booth in the back nursing a pint.
She walked up to him and said, "Da. May I have a seat."
He looked up, saw who it was and grumpily replied, "Suit yerself."
She sat and said, "Da, I know I've been gone these long years and I'm sorry I never wrote nor called. I'm sure you and Ma were worried."
He looked at her with some contempt and said, "And what were you doin' these past years, daughter?"
"Well, Da," she said, "in truth, I was a prostitute."
"What?" her dad loudly exclaimed. "Get away from me ya bad cess. Neither me nor your ma wish to have anythin' to do with ya."
"But, Da," she said. "I made so much money at it that I bought you and Ma a townhouse and a new Jaguar and set up a bank account with a large balance in your name. And, there's more were that came from."
Her Da looked at her and finally said, "What were you doin, again?"
She said, "I was a prostitute, Da."
"Oh, Faith," he said. "For a minute there i thought you said you were a protestant."
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