Still trying to work off that weight G. So I'm taking a dance class.
A Non-Italian joke for G.
The bus to Cleveland stopped and picked up a scruffy, not too clean guy who was obviously a hippy. He chose to sit beside a nun who was reading her prayer book. For some reason he was strongly attracted to her and said," Hey Baby, wanna have sex with me?"
The nun slapped him hard across the face and went back to reading her prayer book.
When the bus reached his stop and the hippy was about to get off, the bus driver stopped him and said, "You see that cemetery across the road? The nun goes there to pray every evening at six thirty. You know, if you dressd up in some robes and told her you were God, you might get her to have sex with you."
The hippy said thanks and got off the bus. He bought some white robes, makeup and a fake beard and hid behind the statue of an angel in the graveyard. Well, just as the bus driver said, the nun came to pray at around six thirty.
The Hippy stepped out from behind the angel and said, "I am God; your dedicated prayers have brought me here."
The nun said, "I am your humble servant. How can I serve you?"
The hippy said, "It is my wish that you have sex with me."
The nun said," I am not deserving of this honor; but if you wish."
So they had sex on the grass, sex under a big oak tree, sex in a mausoleum and sex behind the big cemetery gate.
Then, exhausted but satiated the hippy jumped up and said, "Haha I am the hippy!"
And the nun jumped up and said, "Haha I am the bus driver!"
