Two nuns stop at a 7-Eleven on a scorching day. One mischievously suggests beer; the other worries about the scene it’ll cause.
At checkout, the bold nun deadpans, “It’s for washing our hair—we call it Catholic shampoo.” The cashier smirks, drops in pretzel sticks, and says, “Curlers are on the house.” They leave, chuckling.
Another day, a priest and a nun get lost in a blizzard and find a tiny cabin with one bed, some blankets, and a sleeping bag. The priest gallantly takes the floor while the nun keeps shivering.
Each time she says she’s cold, he gets up and adds another blanket.
After the third complaint—“I’m soooo cold!”—the priest smiles and says, “Let’s pretend we’re married.”
“Fine by me,” the nun purrs.
“Great,” he replies. “Then get up and get your own blanket!”
Moral: a little wit (and mischief) can warm even the coldest day.
