There were two nuns
One of them was known as Sister Mathematical (SM),
and the other one was known as Sister Logical (SL).
It is getting dark and they are still far away from the convent.
SM: Have you noticed that a man has been following us for the past thirty-eight and a half minutes?
I wonder what he wants?
SL: It's logical. He wants to make love to us.
SM: Oh, no! At this rate he will reach us in 15 minutes at the most! What can we do?
SL: The only logical thing to do of course is to walk faster.
A little while later...
SM: It's not working.
SL: Of course it's not working. The man did the only logical thing. He started to walk faster, too.
SM: So, what shall we do? At this rate he will reach us in one minute.
SL: The only logical thing we can do is split. You go that way and I'll go this way. He cannot follow us both.
So the man decided to follow Sister Logical.
Sister Mathematical arrives at the convent and is worried about what has happened to Sister Logical.
Then Sister Logical arrives.
SM: Sister Logical! Thank God you are here! Tell me what happened!
SL: The only logical thing happened. The man couldn't follow us both, so he followed me
SM: Yes, yes! But what happened then?
SL: The only logical thing happened. I started to run as fast as I could and he started to run as fast as he could.
SL : The only logical thing happened. He reached me.
SM : Oh, dear! What did you do?
SL : The only logical thing to do. I lifted my dress up.
SM : Oh, Sister! What did the man do?
SL: The only logical thing to do. He pulled down his pants.
SM: Oh, no! What happened then?
SL : Isn't it logical, Sister? A nun with her dress up can run faster than a man with his pants down.
And for those of you who thought it would be dirty,
Say two Hail Marys! :hookem:
Years ago, a young nun arrived at a convent in San Francisco. The convent was full and she had to move into a nearby boarding house until one of the sisters departed. The next day, she was late for morning prayer. Mother Superior took her aside and asked her about her tardiness.
"I'm sorry, Mother Superior, but the bus takes an exceptionally long time to get here and I'm taking the earliest bus."
"Have you thought about riding a bicycle? The church has a few extra and you could be given one to use until you're a resident here."
The new nun checked out a bicycle and went to her boarding house. The next morning she was again late for morning prayer. Mother Superior took her aside once more.
"I'm sorry, Mother Superior, but the only route I know is the one the bus follows and traffic was terrible."
"I'll tell you what," said Mother Superior, "I know a splendid shortcut down Lombard street. I could show you."
The next morning, Mother Superior rode her own bicycle to meet the young nun at the boarding house. They mounted up and were on their way. They crested the top of Lombard and were soon flying down the old street, the wind blowing through their habits. The young nun was thrilled and fully enjoying herself.
"Mother Superior, this is wonderful! I've never come this way before!!"
Mother Superior's eyes were rolled up in sheer bliss and she said, "It's the cobblestones, my dear!"