An Irish daughter had not been home for over a year. Upon her return, her father cussed her. ‘Where have ye been all this time? Why did ye not write to us, not even a line? Why didn’t ye call? Can ye not understand what ye put yer old Mother thru?’

The girl, crying, replied, ‘Sniff, sniff….Dad….I became a prostitute…’ ‘Ye what!!? Out of here, ye shameless harlot! Sinner! You’re a disgrace to this Catholic family.’ ‘OK, Dad– as ye wish.

But I just came back to give mum this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a beautiful cottage, plus a $100,000 savings certificate. For me little brother, this gold Rolex. And for ye Daddy, the sparkling new Mercedes limited edition convertible that’s parked outside plus a membership to the country club…..(takes a breath)…..and an invitation for ye all to spend New Years Eve on board my new yacht in the Riviera and… ..’ ‘

Now what was it ye said ye had become?’ says Dad. Girl, crying again, ‘Sniff, sniff…..a prostitute Daddy! Sniff, sniff.’ ‘Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a Protestant… come here and give yer old Dad a hug.

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