God and the Blonde Nun

Hagar

One night a blonde nun was praying in her room when God appeared before her. "My daughter, you have pleased me greatly. Your heart is full of love for your fellow creatures and your actions and prayers are always for the benefit of others. I have come to you, not only to thank and commend you, but to grant you anything you wish," said God.

"Dear Heavenly Father, I am perfectly happy. I am a bride of Christ. I am doing what I love. I lack for nothing material since the Church supports me. I am content in all ways," said the nun.

"There must be something you would have of me," said God.

"Well, there is one thing," she said.

"Just name it," said God.

"It's those blonde jokes. They are so demeaning to blondes everywhere, not just to me. I would like for blond jokes to stop."

"Consider it done," said God. "Blonde jokes shall be stricken from the minds of humans everywhere. But surely there is something that I could do just for you."

"There is one thing. But it's really small, and not worth your time," said the nun.

"Name it. Please," said God.

"It's the M&M's," said the nun. "They're so hard to peel."

tintinr35

????? :mad:

*adele*

is that funny?

funk-you

that is a fu(king terrible joke, i want that 20 seconds back.

PaulKK

Its good:D

Pyr0

I'll get your coat....

Flukey

It promised much, but delivered little.:(

Flukey

It's an old one, as most are, but it might help save this thread somewhat.


"Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose woman."

The priest asks, "Is that you, little Sean O'Connor?"
"Yes, Father, it is."
"And, who was the woman you were with?"
"I can't be tellin' you, Father. I don't want to ruin her
reputation."
"Well, Sean, I'm sure to find out sooner or later, so you may as well
tell me now. Was it Brenda O'Malley?"
"I cannot say."
"Was it Patricia Kelly?"
"I'll never tell."
"Was it Sheila O'Brien?"
"I'm sorry, but I cannot name her."
"Was it Kathleen Morgan?"
"My lips are sealed."
"Was it Fiona Grogan, then?"
"Please, Father, I cannot tell you."
The priest sighs in frustration. "You're a steadfast lad, Sean
O'Connor and I admire that. But you've sinned, and you must atone.
You cannot attend church mass for three months. Be off with you now."

Sean walks back to his pew. His friend Roger slides over and whispers,

"What'd you get?"

"Three month's vacation and five good leads."