A lady goes to her parish priest one day and
tells him, "Father, I have a problem. I have two female parrots but they
only know how to say one thing." "What do they say?" the priest
inquired. "They say, 'Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you want to have some
fun?" "That's obscene!" the priest exclaimed, "I can see why you are
embarrassed." He thought a minute and then said, "You know, I may have a
solution to this problem. I have two male parrots whom I have taught to
pray and read the Bible.
Bring your two parrots over to my house and we will put them in the cage
with Francis and Job. My parrots can teach your parrots to praise and
worship. I'm sure your parrots will stop saying that...that phrase in no
time." "Thank you," the woman responded, "this may very well be the
solution."
The next day, she brought her female parrots to the priest's house. As
he ushered her in, she saw this two male parrots were inside their cage,
hold their rosary beads and praying. Impressed, she walked over and
placed her parrots in with them. After just a couple of seconds, the
female parrots exclaimed out in unison, "Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you
want to have some fun?"
There was a stunned silence. Finally, one male parrot looked over at the
other male parrot and said, "Put the beads away, Francis, our prayers
have been answered!"
To quote the late Bob Grant: It's sick and getting sicker!
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