Taxi Driver’s Fantasy. A nun got into a cab and the driver
kept looking at her in the mirror. She asked him why he was staring
at her and he said, “Oh, I was just thinking about something, but I
don’t want to offend you.”
She said, “You can’t offend me, not as old as I am and as long as
I’ve been a nun. I’ve heard just about everything. Tell me my son.”
“Well, I’ve always had this fantasy about a nun giving me a blow
job.”
“Well…maybe we can work something out. I have two conditions: first, you have to be single, and second, you must be Catholic.”
“Oh, I can qualify! I’m single and Catholic!”
She said, “O.K. pull into a deserted alleyway.”
After finding one and parking, she fulfilled his fantasy beyond his
wildest dreams.
When they were back on the street, the cabbie started crying. “My
child! What’s the matter?” she asked.
“Oh Sister,” he sobbed. “I have sinned! I lied! I lied! I’m married and I’m Jewish!”
“Well son, please don’t let that bother you. I lied too. My name
is Steve and I’m on my way to a costume party.”
By Jess Fuerlaffs
