Morris was sitting outside his local pub one day, enjoying a quiet pint and generally feeling good about himself, when a nun suddenly appeared at his table and started decrying the evils of drink.
“You should be ashamed of yourself, young man! Drinking is a sin! Alcohol is the blood of the devil!”
Now Morris got pretty annoyed about this, and went on the offensive.
“How do you know, Sister? Have you ever had a drink yourself? How can you be sure that what you are saying is right?”
“Don’t be ridiculous — of course I have never taken alcohol myself. It is the drink of the evil one!”
“Then let me buy you a drink. If you still believe afterwards that it is evil, I will give up drink for life”
“How could I, a nun, sit outside this public house drinking?”
“I’ll get the barman to put it in a teacup for you, then no one will know”
The nun reluctantly agreed, so Morris went inside to the bar.
“Another pint for me, and a triple vodka on the rocks.” Then he lowered his voice and said to the barman, “And could you put it in a teacup?”
“Oh no!” said the barman. “It’s not that nun again, is it?”
(via my parents)
*LOL*