Sister Mary Jane
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Loading ...Sister Mary Jane, a nun from a convent a block away from Jack’s liquor store, walked in and said,”Oh Jack, give me a pint o’ the brandy.”
“Sister Mary Jane,” exclaimed Jack, “I can’t do that! I’ve never sold alcohol to a nun in my life!”
“Oh Jack,” she responded, “it’s only for the Mother Superior.” Her voice dropped, “It cures constipation, you know.” So Jack sold her the brandy.
Later that night, Jack closed the store and walked home. As he passed the convent, there was Sister Mary Jane. She was snockered! Singing and dancing, whirling around, flapping her arms like a bird, right there on the sidewalk. A crowd was gathering. Jack pushed through and exclaimed, “Sister Mary Jane! For shame! You told me it was for Mother Superior’s constipation!”
Sister Mary Jane didn’t miss a beat. “And so it is, me lad, so it is. When she sees me, she’s gonna shit!”
