|A lady goes to her parish priest one day and tells him, "Father,I have a problem. I have two female parrots but they only knowhow to say one thing." "What do they say?" the priest inquired. "They say, 'Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you want to have somefun?" "That's obscene!" the priest exclaimed, "I can see why youare embarrassed." He thought a minute and then said, "You know,I may have a solution to this problem. I have two male parrotswhom I have taught to pray and read the Bible.Bring your two parrots over to my house and we will put them inthe cage with Francis and Job. My parrots can teach your parrotsto praise and worship. I'm sure your parrots will stop sayingthat...that phrase in no time." "Thank you," the womanresponded, "this may very well be the solution." The next day, she brought her female parrots to the priest'shouse. As he ushered her in, she saw this two male parrots wereinside their cage, hold their rosary beads and praying. Impressed, she walked over and placed her parrots in with them. After just a couple of seconds, the female parrots exclaimed outin unison, "Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you want to have somefun?"There was a stunned silence. Finally, one male parrot lookedover at the other male parrot and said, "Put the beads away,Francis, our prayers have been answered!"