domingo, 7 de junio de 2009

Chistecitos de curas

(1)Four Irish priests board a train for a long journey to a church council conference.Shortly into the trip, one priest says "Well, we've all worked together for manyyears, but don't really know one another. I suggest we tell each other one of oursins." They look nervously at each other but nod OK. The first irish priest says"Since I suggested it, I'll go first. With me it's the drink. Once a year I take off my collar and go out of town to a pub and drink myself blind for a few days. Get it out of my system." They all look each other again nervously, but the next irish priest slowly starts "Wellll......with me, it's gambling. Periodically, I nick the money out of the poor box and go to the races. Spend it all! I get it out of my system." The third, who is really nervous now reluctantly says "This is verydifficult. My sin is worse. I take off my collar and go into the red light district,pick out a lass, and spend a week in the saddle. I REEEEAAALY get it out of my system." They all look at the fourth Irish priest waiting. He doesn't say anything.Then one of the four speaks up "Come now, we've all told our innermost faults. It's your turn." He looks at the others and starts hesitantly "Welllllll..... I'm an inveterate gossip, and I can't wait to get off this train!"


(2)One fine sunny morning, a priest took a walk in the local forest. He had been walking by the small stream when he noticed a sad, sad looking frog sitting on a toadstool. "What's wrong with you?" said the priest."Well," said the frog, "the reason I am so sad on this fine day is because I wasn't always a frog.""Really!" said the priest. "Can you explain!""Once upon a time I was an 11 year old Choir boy at the local church. I too was walking through this forest when I was confronted by the wicked witch of the forest.'Let me pass!' I yelled, but to no avail. She called me a cheeky little boy and with a flash of her wand, turned me into this frog you see before you.""That's an incredible story" said the priest. "Is there no way of reversing this spell that the witch has cast upon you?.""Yes" said the frog, "It is said, that if a nice kind person would pick me up, take me home, give me food & warmth and with a good night's sleep I would wake up a boy once again.""Today's your lucky day!" said the priest, and picked up the frog and took him home.The priest gave the frog lots of food, placed him by the fire and at bedtime put the frog on the pillow beside him. When the priest awoke, he saw the 11-year-oldChoirboy beside him in bed,
And that my lord is the case for the Defence.......