Jean Nathan's joke (on the matter of spices) remined me of an old, old (all the way back to my own late teens) favourite. When "a hippie" was still a new, exciting, and not entirely understood idea, and "a nun" was still an old one ... :)

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Two male hippies are walking down the street -- full Afro with ribbons and flowers, torn clothes, bare feet -- the whole nine yards. They encounter a nun -- black habit to the ground, face carefully wrapped to show none of the hairline, the hairdress/sail a meter high -- again, the whole nine yards, if in the opposite direction.


But, the nun also "sports" a pair of crutches...

As they come face to face, one of the hippies says:
"Peace be with you, Sister. What happened to your leg?"

The nun  replies:
"God be with you, child. I broke it, getting out of the bathtub"

They nod, they smile, they pass... A block or so later, one of the hippies asks the other: "What the eff is a 'bathtub'?"

The second one replies:
"Don't ask *me*; I'm not religious"

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Tamara P Duvall
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Formerly of Warsaw, Poland

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