Fella's about to enter a pub in west Belfast, when a nun accosts him and says, 'Before you go into this den of iniquity, think of your mother and father!'
'They're both dead and in Heaven, sister,' says the man and moves again to enter the pub.
'Then at least think of the damage the alcohol is going to do to your brain!' says the nun.
The man pauses and says, 'Sister, have you ever taken a drink? No? Then clearly, you shouldn't pass judgment on what you don't know about. I'll dicker ye a fair dicker - I'll go in, buy you a drink and bring it out here for you. You drink it. If you don't like it, then you can declare against the evils of drink. Fair enough?'
The nun hesitates a bit and stammers, 'Well, I-I suppose that's reasonable enough. Erm...what do ladies usually order in places like this?
'Gin, as a rule,' says the man.
'Oh, very well,' snaps the nun. 'Go in and get me a gin. But,' she says, lowering her voice to a whisper, 'have them put it in a teacup, so no one will know.'
The fella enter the pub at last, walks straight up to the barman and says, 'Afternoon, Jimmy. Give us a pint of Bass and a double gin in a teacup.'
'Fuxxake,' says the barman, 'is that bloody nun out there again?'
Boru
'They're both dead and in Heaven, sister,' says the man and moves again to enter the pub.
'Then at least think of the damage the alcohol is going to do to your brain!' says the nun.
The man pauses and says, 'Sister, have you ever taken a drink? No? Then clearly, you shouldn't pass judgment on what you don't know about. I'll dicker ye a fair dicker - I'll go in, buy you a drink and bring it out here for you. You drink it. If you don't like it, then you can declare against the evils of drink. Fair enough?'
The nun hesitates a bit and stammers, 'Well, I-I suppose that's reasonable enough. Erm...what do ladies usually order in places like this?
'Gin, as a rule,' says the man.
'Oh, very well,' snaps the nun. 'Go in and get me a gin. But,' she says, lowering her voice to a whisper, 'have them put it in a teacup, so no one will know.'
The fella enter the pub at last, walks straight up to the barman and says, 'Afternoon, Jimmy. Give us a pint of Bass and a double gin in a teacup.'
'Fuxxake,' says the barman, 'is that bloody nun out there again?'
Boru
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