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Related: About this forumThree Nuns Were Attending a Yankees Baseball Game
Three men were sitting directly behind the three nuns. Because their habits were partially blocking the view, the men decided to badger the nuns hoping that theyd get annoyed enough to move to another area.
In a very loud voice, the first guy said, I think Im going to move to Utah. I hear there are only one-hundred nuns living out there."
Then the second guy spoke up and said, "I want to go to Montana. I hear there are only fifty nuns under the Big Sky."
The third guy said, "I'm leaving for Idaho. I hear there are only twenty-five nuns there.
Mother Superior turned around, looked at the men, and in a very calm, sweet voice said,
"I think you should go to hell. I know for a fact there arent any nuns there."
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Three Nuns Were Attending a Yankees Baseball Game (Original Post)
Crewleader
Sep 2014
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BlueJazz
(25,348 posts)1. You go Sistaa...
Crewleader
(17,005 posts)3. A SISTER PLAYS GOLF
A SISTER PLAYS GOLF
A nun is sitting with her Mother Superior chatting.
"I used some horrible language this week and feel absolutely terrible about it."
"When did you use this awful language?" asks the elder.
"Well, I was golfing and hit an incredible drive that looked like it was going to go over 280 yards, but it struck a phone line that is hanging over the fairway and fell straight down to the ground after going only about 100 yards."
"Is that when you swore?"
"No, Mother," says the nun. "After that, a squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in its mouth and began to run away."
"Is THAT when you swore?" asks the Mother Superior again.
"Well, no." says the nun. "You see, as the squirrel was running, an eagle came down out of the sky, grabbed the squirrel in his talons and began to fly away!"
"Is THAT when you swore?" asks the amazed elder nun.
"No, not yet. As the eagle carried the squirrel away in its claws, it flew near the green and the squirrel dropped my ball."
"Did you swear THEN?" asked Mother Superior, becoming impatient.
"No, because the ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap, rolled onto the green, and stopped about six inches from the hole."
The two nuns were silent for a moment.
Then Mother Superior sighed and asked, "You missed the f**king putt, didn't you?"
A nun is sitting with her Mother Superior chatting.
"I used some horrible language this week and feel absolutely terrible about it."
"When did you use this awful language?" asks the elder.
"Well, I was golfing and hit an incredible drive that looked like it was going to go over 280 yards, but it struck a phone line that is hanging over the fairway and fell straight down to the ground after going only about 100 yards."
"Is that when you swore?"
"No, Mother," says the nun. "After that, a squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in its mouth and began to run away."
"Is THAT when you swore?" asks the Mother Superior again.
"Well, no." says the nun. "You see, as the squirrel was running, an eagle came down out of the sky, grabbed the squirrel in his talons and began to fly away!"
"Is THAT when you swore?" asks the amazed elder nun.
"No, not yet. As the eagle carried the squirrel away in its claws, it flew near the green and the squirrel dropped my ball."
"Did you swear THEN?" asked Mother Superior, becoming impatient.
"No, because the ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap, rolled onto the green, and stopped about six inches from the hole."
The two nuns were silent for a moment.
Then Mother Superior sighed and asked, "You missed the f**king putt, didn't you?"
dickthegrouch
(3,547 posts)2. She's wrong
There's a special place in hell for those vicious creatures that 'ruled' (pun intended) some classrooms.
Crewleader
(17,005 posts)4. :)