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04-19-2007, 10:08 PM
Wild Irish Ho's

An Irish daughter had not been home for over five
years. Upon her return, her father cursed her.

Where have ye been all this time? Why did ye not write to us, not even a line? Why didn't ye call?
Can ye not understand what ye put yer old mum thru?

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

"Ye what!!? Out of here, ye shameless harlot!
Sinner! You're a disgrace to this family."

"OK, Dad -- as ye wish. I just came back to give
mum this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a ten
bedroom mansion plus a savings certificate for $5

"For me little brother, this gold Rolex and for ye
daddy, the sparkling new Mercedes limited edition
convertible that's parked outside plus a membership
to the country club... (takes a breath)... and an
invitation for ye all to spend New Years' Eve on
board my new yacht in the Riviera, and..."

"Now what was it ye said ye had become?" says dad.
Girl, crying again, "Sniff, sniff....a prostitute
dad! Sniff, sniff.

"Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I
thought ye said a Protestant. Come here and give yer
old man a hug."