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The Irish daughter

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The Irish daughter had not been to the house for over 5 years.

Upon her return, her father cussed her out: "Where have you been all this
time, you ingrate! Why didn't you write to us, not even a line to let us
know how you were doing? Why didn't you call? You little tramp! Don't
you know what you put your Mum through?"

The girl, crying: "Sniff, sniff... Dad... I became a prostitute..."

"WHAT? Out of here, you shameless harlot, sinner, you're a disgrace to this
family - I don't ever want to see you again!"

"OK, Dad - as you wish. I just came back to give Mom this fur coat and title
to a mansion, a savings account certificate of $5 million for my little
brother, and for you, Daddy, this gold Rolex, the spanking new BMW
that's parked outside and a lifetime membership to the Country Club...and an
invitation for you all to spend New Years' Eve on board my new yacht in the
Riviera, and ...

"Now what was it you said you had become?"

Girl, crying again: Sniff, sniff "A prostitute Dad!" ..

Sniff, sniff.

"Oh! Gee - you scared me half to death, girl! I thought you said "a
Protestant". Come here and give your old man a hug!"
 
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