Two leprechauns knocked on the door of an Irish convent, and the Mom Superior opened it to seek out the 2 little males in inexperienced trying extremely anxious.
“How can I enable you to, boys?” she requested.
The youthful leprechaun regarded up nervously. “Mom Superior, are there any leprechaun nuns in your convent?”
“No,” she replied, fairly stunned. “We’ve got none right here.”
“Nicely, are you aware of any leprechaun nuns in the complete county?” he pressed.
“No, I’m sure there are none within the county both,” she stated.
“What about in all of Eire?” the leprechaun pleaded.
The Mom Superior shook her head firmly. “So far as I do know, there are completely no leprechaun nuns on this whole nation. Why on earth do you ask?”
The youthful leprechaun slowly turned to his buddy, his face crammed with pure dread.
“I informed you, Paddy! You had been screwing a penguin!”
