Friday, April 22, 2011

Weekend Humor



Jahari was sitting outside his neighborhood bar one day, enjoying a cold Corona and generally feeling good about himself, when a nun suddenly appears at his table and starts decrying the evils of drinking.

"You should be ashamed of yourself young man! Drinking is a Sin! Alcohol is the blood of the devil!"

Now Jahari gets pretty pissed about this, and goes on the offensive.

"How do you know this, Sister?" he asks.
"Because Mother Superior told me so." she says haughtily.

"But have you ever had a drink yourself? How can you be so sure that what you are saying is right?" he asks.

"Don't be ridiculous--of course I have never taken alcohol myself" she snaps!

"Then let me buy you a drink - if you still believe that afterwards that it is evil I tell ya what, I promise...I'll quit drinkin." says Johari.

"How could I, a Nun, sit outside this bar drinking?!" she said in disgust.

"I'll get the barman to put it in a teacup for you, then no one will ever know."

The Nun reluctantly agrees, so Johari goes inside to the bar.

" Hey Gus ,Another Corona for me, and a triple vodka on the rocks", then he lowers his voice and says to Gus "and could you put the vodka in a teacup?"

Gus rolls his eyes and whispers to Johari.

"Oh no! It's not that Nun again is it?"

7 comments:

Captain Jack said...

Hey,isn't Gus the Bartender in your 'Escapades' stories?? Nice tie in Keith! LOL!

James Perkins said...

LMBAO! I didn't see that punchline coming!

Brenda said...

Cute!

Toni said...

That was funny! Have a great weekend Keith!

Angie B. said...

LOL! Have a great weekend Keith!

Cheryl said...

Was that an original joke? Whether or not..it was funny!

Jazzy said...

You crazy fam! LMBAO!




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