(told by Charles Schultz at a long-ago SF convention)
One day, as the Mother Superior at an Irish convent sat in her office, a pair of leprechauns appeared on her desktop. One looked stressed and worried, but his companion had a wide grin on his face and kept bursting into chuckles at random intervals. While understandably startled, she gave them polite greetings and asked if she could help them.
The worried looking one wrung his hands as he asked her, "Beggin' your pardon Mother Superior, but could you be tellin' me - do ye have any leprechaun nuns here in your convent?"
"No, I'm afraid not," she told him. The second leprechaun laughed and poked his concerned friend in the side.
"If I could trouble ye' further, Mother Superior, do ye know of any leprechaun nuns in Ireland?" asked the worried one.
The Mother Superior thought about that for a moment, but replied, "So far as I know, there are no leprechaun nuns in Ireland."
The first leprechaun turned almost as green as his suit, while the second laughed even harder.
"One last question, good Mother Superior... are there any leprechaun nuns in all the wide world?"
She thought long and hard, but finally she had to shake her head and tell the poor panicking little fellow, "I'm very sorry, lad, but to the vest of my knowledge there is no such thing as a leprechaun nun."
This was too much for the second leprechaun, who was now laughing so hard that he'd fallen down to roll about on her desktop. "I told you!" he howled at his companion. "I TOLD you y' f**ked a penguin!!!"
Happy St. Patrick's day, all. ♥
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