A short Irish story

An Irish daughter had not been home for over 5 years.........



Upon her return, her father barked at 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 poor, poor

dear Mother through?'

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 Catholic 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 $5 million

savings certificate. 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?' said Dad. The girl, crying

again, 'Sniff, sniff....a prostitute, Dad! Sniff, sniff.'



'Oh! MY! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a
Protestant'.

Come here and give yer old Dad a hug!