Wednesday Comedy

Behavior_Modification

A NUN AT HOOTERS
This is clean and cute

A nun, badly needing to use the restroom, walked into a local Hooters. The
place was hopping with music and loud conversation and every once in a while
'the lights would turn off.'

Each time the lights would go out, the place would erupt into cheers.

However, when the revelers saw the nun, the room went dead silent. She
walked up to the bartender, and asked, 'May I please use the restroom?

The bartender replied, 'OK, but I should warn you that there is a statue of
a naked man in there wearing only a fig leaf.'

'Well, in that case, I'll just look the other way,' said the nun. So the
bartender showed the nun to the back of the restaurant.

After a few minutes, she came back out, and the whole place stopped just
long enough to give the nun a loud round of applause. She went to the
bartender and said, 'Sir, I don't understand. Why did they applaud for me
just because I went to the restroom?'

'Well, now they know you're one of us,' said the bartender, 'Would you like
a drink?'

'No thank you, but, I still don't understand,' said the puzzled nun.

'You see,' laughed the bartender, 'every time someone lifts the fig leaf on
that statue, the lights go out.

Now, how about that drink?

226Muriel

SISTER PHILAMENA...WOULD HAVE DIED LAUGHING WITH THIS ONE.!!!!:laugh:

Behavior_Modification

The letter was sent to the Principal's office after the school had
sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. An old lady received a new radio at
the lunch as a door prize and was writing to say thank you. This story is
a credit to all humankind. Forward to anyone you know who might need a
lift today.

Dear Kean Elementary:

God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent senior
citizens luncheon. I am 84 years old and live at the Sprenger Home for
the Aged. All of my family has passed away. I am all alone now and it's
nice to know that someone is thinking of me. God bless you for your
kindness to an old forgotten lady. My roommate is 95 and has always had
her own radio, but before I received one, she would never let me listen
to hers, even when
she was napping. The other day her radio fell off the night stand and
broke into a lot of pieces. It was awful and she was in tears.. Her
distress over the broken radio touched me and I knew this was God's way
of answering my prayers. She asked if she could listen to mine, and I
told her to kiss my *kitten*. Thank you for that opportunity.

Sincerely,
Agnes Baker