A drunk guy is walking down the street
He sees a nun on the other side of the street
He runs to the other side of the street and knocks her down
The drunk guy starts stomping on and kicking the crap out of the nun
He looks down at her and says:
So a priest is walking downtown, and a hooker approaches him.
“How about some head father? fifty bucks.” she purrs.
The priest not wise in the ways of the flesh says no thanks and keeps walking.
When gets back to the church is wondering just what the hooker was offering. He sees one of the nuns and decides to ask her.
“Sister, what’s head?”
“Fifty bucks, same as downtown.”
I’m sorry
So a cabbie picks up a Nun. As he’s driving the Nun to her destination, they start to talk. The cab driver detects a bit of flirting from the nun and finally admits that he’s always had a fantasy about having sex with a nun. The nun replies that they can do it if, and only if,
A) The cabby is Catholic
B) They never speak of it again
C) They do anal, because the nun can’t risk pregnancy.
The cabby agrees and they pull off the road and sneak off into the woods for a quickie. After they finished up and got back into the cab, the cab driver breaks down crying. The nun asks him what is wrong. He says, “I’m sorry sister, but I have to tell you something. I haven’t been honest with you. I’m not catholic.”
The nun says, “It’s alright, I haven’t been honest with you either. The truth is I’m not really a nun. My name is Kevin and I’m on my way to a halloween party.”
A bass player goes into a bar
He sees a good looking woman at the end of the bar and buys her a drink
After a couple of drinks they decide to go to her apartment
She goes into the bathroom to get comfortable so he goes into her bedroom to wait
As he waits he notices all sorts of stuffed animals along the wall
Smaller ones on the bottom shelf
Medium ones on the middle shelf
Larger ones on the top shelf
He decides not to jinx it so he does not say anything
She comes out and they have sex
Afterwards he asks “So, How was it”
She replies “You can take a prize off of the bottom shelf”
A group of nuns were traveling in a car when it had a flat tire. They got out and attempted to change it, but being rather unworldly, they had no idea how to go about it. Fortunately, a truck came along and the driver offered to change it for them. They gratefully accepted.
As the trucker jacked up the car, it slipped from the jack. “Son-of-a-bitch!” he screamed.
“Sir, that is inappropriate language,” the eldest nun said. “We understand you’re upset, but must you use such language?”
“My apologies, Sister,” he replied, and tried again. It slipped again and nearly smashed his fingers. “Son-of-a-bitch!” he screamed.
“Please, sir, we would ask you again to not use such language,” the nun scolded. “If changing our tire is causing you to do so, perhaps it would be best if you didn’t help us.”
“I’m sorry, Sister, but I get so upset that it just comes out,” the trucker replied.
“Well,” said the nun, “say something else when you get upset. Say something like ‘Dear Lord, help me’.”
Once more, the trucker attempted to jack up the car and again it slipped. He began to blurt out “Son…” but quickly caught himself and said, “Dear Lord, help me.”
At that, the car miraculously rose into the air all by itself.
Staring in amazement, the nuns exclaimed, “Son-of-a-bitch!”