IRISH PROSTITUTE

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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 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. I just came back to give mum
this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a ten bedroom
mansion plus a $5 million savings certificate. For me
little brother, this gold Rolex. And for ye Daddy, the
sparklingnew Mercedes limited edition convertible
that's parked outside plus a membership to the country
club.............(takes abreath)............. and an
invitation for ye all to spend New YearsEve 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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