Dirty Joke: The nuns were harassed by a bunch of drunks

A car full of Irish nuns is sitting at a traffic light in downtown Dublin.

All of a sudden, a bunch of rowdy drunks pull up alongside them.

“Hey! Show us yer tits, ya bloody penguins!” shouts one of the drunks.

Quite shocked, Mother Superior turns to Sister Mary and says,

“I don’t think they know who we are. Show them your cross!”

Sister Mary rolls down the window and shouts,

“Piss off ya’ fookin’ little wankers, before I come over there and rip yer balls off!”

Sister Mary then rolls up her window, looks over at Mother Superior quite innocently and asks,

“Did that sound cross enough?”

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