Parrots

A lady goes to her priest one day and tells him, "Father, I have a
problem. I have two female parrots, but they only know how to say one
thing."
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"What do they say?" the priest inquired.
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"They say, 'Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you want to have some fun?'"
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"That's obscene" the priest exclaimed, then he thought for a moment.
"You know," he said, "I may have a solution to your problem. I have
two male talking parrots that I have taught to pray and read the
bible. Bring your two parrots over to my house, and we'll put them in
the cage with Francis and Jacob. My parrots can teach your parrots to
praise and worship, and your parrots are sure to stop saying...that
phrase...in no time."
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"Thank you," the woman responded, "this may very well be the
solution."
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The next day, she brought her female parrots to the priest's house.
As he ushered her in, she saw that his two male parrots were inside
their cage, holding rosary beads and praying. Impressed, she walked
over and placed her parrots in with them. After a few minutes, the
female parrots cried out in unison: "Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you
want to have some fun?"

There was stunned silence. Finally, one male parrot looked over at
the other male parrot and exclaimed, "Put the beads away, Francis, our
prayers have been answered!"