Irish Prostitute
 

An Irish Daughter had not been home for over 5 years.
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 mum through?"
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 family."
"OK, dad .... as ye wish. I just came back to give mum this luxurious
fur coat, title deed to a ten-bedroom mansion, plus a savings
certificate for £5 million. 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 in the country club..." ...
(takes a breath) ... "and an invitation for ye all to spend New Year's
Eve on board me new yacht in the Riviera , and ...."
"Now what was it ye said ye had become?" says dad.
Girl, crying again, "Sniff, sniff .... a prostitute, dad! .... sniff,
sniff."

"Oh! Be damn! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a
Protestant. Come here and give yer old dad a hug

Re: Irish Prostitute
 

LMAO .... now that IS typical Irish :D

Re: Irish Prostitute
 

Neil that's a good one it's a tipical irish joke:D
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