A lady goes to her parish priest one day and tells him, “Father,

I have a problem. I have two female parrots but they only know

how to say one thing.” “What do they say?” the priest inquired.

“They say, ‘Hi, we’re prostitutes. Do you want to have some

fun?” “That’s obscene!” the priest exclaimed, “I can see why you

are embarrbumed.” He thought a minute and then said, “You know,

I may have a solution to this problem. I have two male parrots

whom I have taught to pray and read the Bible.

Bring your two parrots over to my house and we will put them in

the cage with Francis and Job. My parrots can teach your parrots

to praise and worship. I’m sure your parrots will stop saying

that…that phrase in no time.” “Thank you,” the woman

responded, “this may very well be the solution.”

The next day, she brought her female parrots to the priest’s

house. As he ushered her in, she saw this two male parrots were

inside their cage, hold their rosary beads and praying.

Impressed, she walked over and placed her parrots in with them.

After just a couple of seconds, the female parrots exclaimed out

in unison, “Hi, we’re prostitutes. Do you want to have some

fun?”

There was a stunned silence. Finally, one male parrot looked

over at the other male parrot and said, “Put the beads away,

Francis, our prayers have been answered!”