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A guy was in New York on a business trip and decided to head to a local bar
>for a drink. Standing outside the bar was a nun holding a tin cup. As the >man threw a few bucks into her cup the nun launched into a long tirade >about the evils of alcohol. She went on and on about how alcohol was >tearing apart the fabric of society and how it was the root of all the >city's problems. > Slightly pissed off at having to listen to this the guy said, "Listen >sister, I work hard for my money and sometimes at the end of a long day I >like a drink or two. That doesn't make me a bad person. I have a wife I >idolize and two wonderful kids at home. I provide for my family, I >volunteer my time to several local service clubs and I contribute regularly >to various charities. Yet you stand here and condemn me just because I >drink the occasional glass of scotch!" > The nun was slightly taken aback and replied, "I see your point my son >and I apologize if I offended you but the alcohol is such a powerful demon >that all who consume it are doomed..." > "Look there you go again," said the man, "how can you make such a >sweeping statement. Have you ever even TRIED alcohol?" > "Of course not!" gasped the nun, "The evil alcohol has never touched my >lips." > "Do you really think that one glass of booze can change you from a >devout nun to some kind of evil degenerate?" > "Well, I really don't know ...." > "I'll tell you what, come into the bar with me and I'll buy you a drink. > One drink. I'll prove to you that "evil" is not inside the glass, it's >inside the person." > "Oh I could never be seen going into such a den of inequity, it's out of >the question. However, your comment about evil residing in the person >rather than the glass is quite intriguing. I must admit you've aroused a >curiosity in me." > "Well, let's go inside and settle this." > "No, my son, I could never enter such a place... but how about this. >Take my tin cup with you and fill it with this "scotch" you mentioned. >Bring it out to me and I'll try it." > "You're on!" said the guy. > The nun removed all the change and handed him the tin cup. He went into >the bar and said to the bartender, "Two scotch on the rocks, and could you >put one of them in this tin cup please?" > The bartender sighed and said, "Is that nun out there again?"
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The wise old Mother Superior from county Tipperary was dying. The
nuns gathered around her bed trying to make her comfortable. They gave her some warm milk to drink, but she refused it. One nun took the glass back to the kitchen. Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the previous Christmas, she opened and poured a generous amount into the warm milk. Back at Mother Superior's bed, she held the glass to her lips. Mother Superior drank a little, then a little more. Before they knew it, she had drunk the whole glass down to the last drop. "Mother," the nuns pleaded, "Please give us some wisdom before you die. She raised herself up in bed with a pious look on her face and said, "Don't sell that cow." |
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