twonines
LIMERICUS
On the subject of clerical jokes, an Anglican curate was due to preach a sermon on sin at the next Sunday service but realised he had no practical experience of the subject. He asked his supervising Vicar for some advice and it was suggested that the curate should visit the red light district in town to remedy this state of affairs.The old parish priest on Achill Island on the West Coast of Ireland in the late sixties was making his rounds visiting families in the rural areas.
He came to the small farming cottage of Aiden and Aileen O’Connor. He sat and visited a while before commencing to reminisce.
“Aye, it was ten years ago this Spring that I sanctified you both in Holy Matrimony in our Mother Church. And you two have been good attenders at Mass and your eight children have all been Baptized in the Holy Faith.”
He paused and looked a little confused. He started counting on his fingers. Then he looked at the two of them with a countenance of Holy Rage!
“Only Eight leanaí? What Devil’s work have you been up to?”
The curate removed his dog collar donned his sports jacket and off to town he went. He soon found a reasonably god looking girl touting for business, she helped him overcome his shyness,they agreed a fee and off they went to her room.
When they had done the business, the young curate was feeling particularly proud of himself and said "I bet you would never guess that I`m a curate , would you"
She replied "What, with balls like that, I thought you were a canon"