THREE NUNS AT THE BALL GAME

THEY AREN'T PRESENTATIONS!

This is an e-mail I had from my good friend, Carol (Brothers) Duggan.  I heard it many years ago from that great Newfoundlander, Al Clouston, but in a slightly different format.  However, this version suits this blog & I hope you will all get a laugh out of it.  Thanks, Carol, for the laugh.  It is just one of many we have shared over the years! 


Because he loved to laugh & because he spread laughter like sunshine,  I dedicate this post to my dear brother, Shannon, who would have been 66 years old today.  Rest in Peace, Shannon.

THREE NUNS WERE AT A BALL GAME.  THREE MEN WERE SITTING DIRECTLY BEHIND THEM.  BECAUSE THEIR HABITS WERE PARTIALLY BLOCKING THE VIEW, THE MEN DECIDED TO BADGER THE NUNS, HOPING THEY'D GET ANNOYED ENOUGH TO MOVE TO ANOTHER AREA.

IN A VERY LOUD VOICE, THE FIRST GUY SAID, "I THINK I'M GOING TO MOVE TO UTAH . THERE ARE ONLY 100 NUNS LIVING THERE."

NOT TO BE OUTDONE, THE SECOND GUY YELLED, "I WANT TO MOVE TO MONTANA. THERE ARE ONLY 5O NUNS LIVING THERE."

THE THIRD GUY YELLED, "I WANT TO GO TO IDAHO. THERE ARE ONLY 25 NUNS LIVING THERE."

THE MOTHER SUPERIOR TURNED AROUND, LOOKED AT THE MEN, AND IN A VERY SWEET AND CALM VOICE SAID,

"WHY DON'T YOU GO TO HELL.  THERE AREN'T ANY NUNS THERE!"