Two nuns from Ireland---one taller and younger, the other shorter and older---had just arrived in New York, and while walking around and enjoying the famous Central Park on their first pleasant sunny summer day in America, the younger nun told the other, "I once heard that the people in this country actually eat dogs."
"Really? That's odd," her older companion replied, "but if we are to live in America, we might as well do as Americans do."
Just then, they heard a vendor yell, "Hot Dogs, get your dogs here!" The two walked towards the hot dog stand and stood in line behind several other customers.
"Two dogs, please!" said the younger nun when their turn came . Of course, the vendor gladly obliged. He wrapped one hot dog each in foil and handed them to each nun.
Excitedly, the nuns hurried to a park bench and began to unwrap their hot dogs.
The older nun was the first to open hers. She began to blush, and after staring at it for a moment, she leaned over to the younger nun and in a soft Irish brogue whispered, "What part of the dog did you get?" -Author Unknown
"Really? That's odd," her older companion replied, "but if we are to live in America, we might as well do as Americans do."
Just then, they heard a vendor yell, "Hot Dogs, get your dogs here!" The two walked towards the hot dog stand and stood in line behind several other customers.
"Two dogs, please!" said the younger nun when their turn came . Of course, the vendor gladly obliged. He wrapped one hot dog each in foil and handed them to each nun.
Excitedly, the nuns hurried to a park bench and began to unwrap their hot dogs.
The older nun was the first to open hers. She began to blush, and after staring at it for a moment, she leaned over to the younger nun and in a soft Irish brogue whispered, "What part of the dog did you get?" -Author Unknown