Sister Mary Margaret enters O’Flynn’s liquor shop. “I’d like to buy a bottle of Irish whiskey”, she tells O’Flynn. The owner of the store shakes his head and frowns. “A bottle of Irish whiskey? And you being a nun, too!” “Oh, no, no,” Sister Mary Margaret exclaims. “It’s for Father Reilly. His constipation, you know.” O’Flynn [...]
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