"Why, no Father," answered the nun demurely, "It's just a little gas."
A few months later Father Dan put the same question to the nun noticing her
habit barely fit across her belly. "Oh, just a bit of gas," said Sister
Ann, blushing a bit.
On his next visit Father Dan was walking down the corridor when he passed
Sister Ann wheeling a baby carriage. Looking in, the priest observed, "Cute
little fart!"
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