A group of friars were behind on their belfry payments so they opened up a small florist shop to raise funds. Since everyone liked to buy flowers from the men of God, a rival florist across town, who was losing money, thought the competition was unfair.He asked the good fathers to close down, but they would not.
He went back and begged them to close.
Still no luck; they ignored him.
So the rival florist had no choice but to hire Hugh McTaggart, the roughest and most vicious thug in town to "persuade" them to close up shop.
Hugh wasted no time. He beat up the friars and trashed their store, telling them that he would be back if they didn't cooperate and close up the florist shop for good.
Terrified, they did so, thereby proving that only Hugh can prevent florist friars.
Have a great Tuesday!
Thank you Cip! It's been a very rough couple of weeks and this was the first good laugh I've had-I love word play jokes! You made my day...
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ReplyDeleteHa! That's a good one!
ReplyDeleteI love these kind of groan sort of joke stories that end with lines that are familiar lines in other contexts, as it were.
ReplyDeleteHere is another dang good one:
A man who had been out of the country for 10 years entered Greg's Grog, the liquor store he had formerly patronized.
"Show me where you keep your quarts of Scotch," he said to the clerk.
"I'm sorry. We don't carry quarts," the clerk replied.
"Well, how about a fifth then?"
"We don't have that either," replied the clerk.
"A pint?" the customer asked.
But before the clerk had a chance to say no, the light dawned.
"Never mind," the customer said, "just take me to your liter."