The Irish Daughter

Discussion in 'Open Mic' started by limbkiller, Oct 24, 2018.

  1. limbkiller

    limbkiller Pulling my hair. Supporting Addict

    Aug 18, 2011
    The Irish daughter had not been to the house for over 5 years.

    Upon her return, her father cussed her; "Where have you been all this time, you ingrate! Why didn't you write us, not even a line to let us
    know how you were doing? Why didn't you call? You little tramp! Don't you know what you put your Mum through??!!"

    The girl, crying, replied, "Sniff, sniff... Dad... I became a prostitute..."

    "WHAT!!? Out of here, you shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to this family - I don't ever want to see you again!"

    "OK, Dad - as you wish. I just came back to give Mom this luxury fur coat, title deeds to a ten bed-roomed mansion, plus a savings account
    certificate for £5 million. For my little brother, this gold Rolex, and for you Daddy the spanking new Mercedes limited edition convertible that's parked outside plus a lifetime membership to the Country
    Club...(takes a breath)... an invitation for you all to spend New Years' Eve on board my new yacht in the Riviera, and...."

    "Now what was it you said you had become?"

    Girl, crying again, "Sniff, sniff... A prostitute Dad! . Sniff, sniff"

    "Oh! Be Jesus! - you scared me half to death, girl! I thought you said "a Protestant". Come here and give your old man a big hug!"
  2. mikemac

    mikemac Well-Known Member Supporting Addict

    Apr 22, 2017
    As being all irish, I do understand. Thanks LK
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