Dave Sumner
Trekker
An Irish daughter had not come home to her house for
> over five years. Upon her return, her father cursed her;
>
> "Where have you been all this time, you ingrate! Why
>
> didn't you write 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 and I through?"
> The girl, crying, replied, "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 Mum
>
> this luxury fur coat, the title deeds to a ten bedroom
>
> mansion, plus a savings account certificate for £5
>
> million. For my little brother, this gold Rolex, and for
>
> you Daddy, the spanking new Mercedes limited edition
>
> convertible that's parked outside, plus a lifetime
>
> membership to the Country Club...(she takes a
>
> breath)...and lastly, an invitation for all of you to
>
> spend New Years' Eve onboard my new yacht in the Riviera,
>
> and...." The father interrupts her: "Now what was it you said
>
> you had become, he asked?
>
> "The girl, crying again, "Sniff, sniff... A prostitute Dad! Sniff,
> sniff."
>
> "Oh Be Jesus! Mother of Mary!. ya' scared me half to
>
> death, girl! I thought you said you had become a Protestant!"
>
> Come here and give your old man a hug
> over five years. Upon her return, her father cursed her;
>
> "Where have you been all this time, you ingrate! Why
>
> didn't you write 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 and I through?"
> The girl, crying, replied, "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 Mum
>
> this luxury fur coat, the title deeds to a ten bedroom
>
> mansion, plus a savings account certificate for £5
>
> million. For my little brother, this gold Rolex, and for
>
> you Daddy, the spanking new Mercedes limited edition
>
> convertible that's parked outside, plus a lifetime
>
> membership to the Country Club...(she takes a
>
> breath)...and lastly, an invitation for all of you to
>
> spend New Years' Eve onboard my new yacht in the Riviera,
>
> and...." The father interrupts her: "Now what was it you said
>
> you had become, he asked?
>
> "The girl, crying again, "Sniff, sniff... A prostitute Dad! Sniff,
> sniff."
>
> "Oh Be Jesus! Mother of Mary!. ya' scared me half to
>
> death, girl! I thought you said you had become a Protestant!"
>
> Come here and give your old man a hug
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