Three Irishmen are sitting in the pub window seat, watching the front
door of the brothel over the road. The local Methodist minister appears
and quickly goes inside.
"Would you look at that!" says the first Irishman. "Didn't I always
say what a bunch of hypocrites they are!"
No sooner are the words out of his mouth than a Rabbi appears at the
door, knocks and goes inside. "Another one trying to fool everyone with
pious preaching and stupid hats!" says the second. They continue
drinking their beer roundly condemning the minister and the rabbi when
they see their own Catholic priest knock on the door.
"Ah, now dat's sad." says the third Irishman. "One of the girls must
have died." .
door of the brothel over the road. The local Methodist minister appears
and quickly goes inside.
"Would you look at that!" says the first Irishman. "Didn't I always
say what a bunch of hypocrites they are!"
No sooner are the words out of his mouth than a Rabbi appears at the
door, knocks and goes inside. "Another one trying to fool everyone with
pious preaching and stupid hats!" says the second. They continue
drinking their beer roundly condemning the minister and the rabbi when
they see their own Catholic priest knock on the door.
"Ah, now dat's sad." says the third Irishman. "One of the girls must
have died." .
