Let me tell you a story about a taxi driver and a nun
Late at night, a cab driver picks up a nun. She is gorgeous, and the cabbie couldn’t help but stare. Of course, she notices and asks him why he is staring.
He replies, “I have something I wish to ask you, but you might become offended.”
She answers, “My dear son, that’s impossible. When you’re as old as I am and have been a nun as long as I have, there is very little left that can surprise you, let alone offend you.”
Pausing to take a small breath, the nun continued. “I’m sure that there’s nothing you could say or ask that I would find offensive.”
To which, the cabbie replies, “Well, I’ve always had a fantasy to have a nun kiss me.”
She obliged his request because of how entranced he was.
She responds with a few conditions, “If you want something like that, I have two conditions. Number one, you have to be single and not have a girlfriend or be married. Number two, you must be a devout Catholic.”
To this, the cabbie gets excited and is bouncing with joy when he replies, “Yes, I am single, and I’m Catholic too!”
The nun says, “Okay, pull into the next alley, and we’ll fulfill your request.”
They pull into the next alley and climb out together. The cab driver is filled with apprehension and excitement, but nevertheless, is beyond happy when the nun fulfills his fantasy. However, when they get back into the car, the cabbie begins to bawl.
“My dear child,” begins the nun, “Why are you crying?”
“Forgive me sister, but I have sinned. I lied, I must confess, I’m married, and I’m Jewish.” The driver says, in between sobs.
The nun says, “That’s okay, my name is Kevin and I’m on my way to a Halloween party.”