BMT (RIP)
01-05-2005, 19:34
An Irish daughter had not been to the house for over 5 years. Upon her
return, her father cussed her: " Where have you been all this time, you
ingrate! Why didn't you write us, not even a line to let us know how you
were doing? Why didn't you call? You little tramp! Don't you know what you
put your Mum through??!!"
The girl, crying, replied, "Sniff, sniff... Dad... I became a
prostitute..."
"WHAT!!? Out of here, you shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to
this family. I don't ever want to see you again!"
"OK, Dad - as you wish. I just came back to give Mom this luxury fur coat,
title deeds to a ten bed-roomed mansion, plus a savings account certificate
for 5 million.
For my little brother, this gold Rolex, and for you Daddy the spanking new
Mercedes limited edition convertible that is parked outside plus a lifetime
membership to the Country Club.
And an invitation for you all to spend New Years' Eve on board my new yacht
on the Riviera."
"Now what was it you said you had become?"
Girl, crying again, "Sniff, sniff... A prostitute, Dad! ... Sniff, sniff"
"Oh! Be Jesus! - you scared me half to death, girl! I thought you said a
Protestant. Come here and give your old man a hug!"
return, her father cussed her: " Where have you been all this time, you
ingrate! Why didn't you write us, not even a line to let us know how you
were doing? Why didn't you call? You little tramp! Don't you know what you
put your Mum through??!!"
The girl, crying, replied, "Sniff, sniff... Dad... I became a
prostitute..."
"WHAT!!? Out of here, you shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to
this family. I don't ever want to see you again!"
"OK, Dad - as you wish. I just came back to give Mom this luxury fur coat,
title deeds to a ten bed-roomed mansion, plus a savings account certificate
for 5 million.
For my little brother, this gold Rolex, and for you Daddy the spanking new
Mercedes limited edition convertible that is parked outside plus a lifetime
membership to the Country Club.
And an invitation for you all to spend New Years' Eve on board my new yacht
on the Riviera."
"Now what was it you said you had become?"
Girl, crying again, "Sniff, sniff... A prostitute, Dad! ... Sniff, sniff"
"Oh! Be Jesus! - you scared me half to death, girl! I thought you said a
Protestant. Come here and give your old man a hug!"