An Irish daughter, vickey, had not been home for over 5 years. Upon her return,
her father greeted her, "Where have ye been all this time?
Why did ye not write to us, 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, and for both of you a title deed to a ten bedroom mansion plus
a $5 million savings certificate. For me little brother, this gold Rolex
and for ye daddy, a new Mercedes limited edition convertible that's
parked outside, plus a membership to the country club...and an invitation
for ye all to spend New Years Eve on board my new yacht on the Riviera
and... "
Now what was it ye said ye'd become?" dad interrupts.
Girl, crying and sniffing again, "A prostitute, dad!"
"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!"
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"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit." - Aristotle
