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The Vacationing PriestsTwo priests decided to go to Hawaii on vacation. They were determined to make this a real vacation by not wearing anything that would identify them as clergy. As soon as the plane landed,![]() The next morning, they went to the beach, and dressed in their "tourist" garb. They were sitting on their beach chairs, enjoying a drink, the sunshine and the scenery when a "drop dead gorgeous" topless blonde in a thong bikini came walking straight towards them. They couldn't help but stare. As the blonde passed them, she smiled and said, "Good morning, Father," "Good morning, Father," nodding and addressing each of them individually, then passed on by. They were both stunned. ![]() The next day, they went back to the store, bought even more outrageous outfits. These were so loud, you could hear them before you even saw them. Once again the two priests settled on the ![]() Again, she approached them and greeted them individually with, "Good morning, Father," and started to walk away. One of the priests couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Just a minute young lady." "Yes,?", she replied. "We are priests, and proud of it, but I have to know, how in the world did you know we are priests?" "Father, it's me, Sister Angela," she replied. "THE MISSIONARY"![]() He points to a tree and says to the chief, "This is a tree." The chief looks at the tree and grunts, "Tree." The missionary is pleased with the response. ![]() They walk a little farther and the missionary points to a rock and says, "This is a rock." Hearing this, the chief looks and grunts, "Rock." The missionary is really getting enthusiastic about the results when he hears a rustling in the bushes. As he peeks over the top, he sees a couple of natives in the midst of heavy sexual activity. The missionary is really flustered and quickly responds, "Riding a bike." The chief looks at the couple briefly, pulls out his blowgun and kills them. The missionary goes ballistic and yells at the chief that he has spent years teaching the tribe how to be civilized and kind to each other, so how could he kill these people in cold blood that way? The chief replied, "My bike." Back to Top |
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