Don'tcha just love funny emails!

[IanG]

[B]The Irish Prostitute[/B][B]

[B][B]An Irish daughter had not been home for over 5 years. Upon her return, her Father cussed her.[/B]
[B]'Where have ye been all this time? Why did ye not write to us, not even a line? Why didn't ye call? Can ye not understand what ye put yer old Mother thru?'[/B]

[B]The g irl, crying, replied, 'Sniff, sniff...Dad...I became a prostitute...'[/B]

[B]'Ye what!!? Out of here, ye shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to this Catholic family'[/B][/B][/B]


[B]'OK, Dad, as ye wish...I just came back to give mum this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a ten bedroom mansion plus a 5 million savings certificate. For me little brother, this gold Rolex. And for ye Daddy, the sparkling new Mercedes limited edition convertible that's parked outside plus a membership to the country[/B][B]
[B][B]club...(takes a breath)...and an invitation for ye all to spend New Years Eve on board my new yacht in the[/B]
[B]Riviera[/B][B] and...'[/B][/B][/B]





[B]'Now what was it ye said ye had become?' says Dad.[/B]


[B]Girl, crying again, 'Sniff, sniff...a prostitute Daddy! Sniff, sniff.'[/B]





[B]'Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a Protestant...Come here and give yer old Dad a hug'[/B]