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The Irish brothel
Three Irishmen are sitting in the pub window seat, watching the front door of the brothel across the road.
The local Methodist pastor appears and quickly goes inside.
“Would you look at that!” says the first Irishman, “Didn’t I always say what a bunch of hypocrites they are?”
No sooner are the words out of his mouth than a Rabbi appears at the door, knocks, and goes inside.
The second Irishman says “Another one trying to fool everyone with pious preaching and stupid hats!”
They continue drinking their beer, roundly condemning the vicar and the rabbi, when they see their own Catholic priest knock on the door.
“Ah, now dat’s sad.” says the third Irishman. “One of the girls must have died.”
The Irish brothel
Three Irishmen are sitting in the pub window seat, watching the front door of the brothel across the road.
The local Methodist pastor appears and quickly goes inside.
“Would you look at that!” says the first Irishman, “Didn’t I always say what a bunch of hypocrites they are?”
No sooner are the words out of his mouth than a Rabbi appears at the door, knocks, and goes inside.
The second Irishman says “Another one trying to fool everyone with pious preaching and stupid hats!”
They continue drinking their beer, roundly condemning the vicar and the rabbi, when they see their own Catholic priest knock on the door.
“Ah, now dat’s sad.” says the third Irishman. “One of the girls must have died.”