Upon her return, her father greeted her with, “Where have ye been all this time? Why did ye not write to us, even a line? Why didn’t ye call? Can ye not understand what ye put yer old Mum thru?”
The girl, crying, replied, “Sniff, sniff…. dad…. I became a prostitute”.
“Ye what!!? Out of here, ye shameless harlot! Sinner! You’re a disgrace to this family”.
“OK, Dad, as ye wish. However I just came back to give Mum this luxurious fur coat, and for both of you a title deed to a ten bedroom mansion plus a €5 million savings certificate. For me little brother, this gold Rolex and for you Daddy, a new Mercedes limited edition convertible that’s parked outside, plus a membership to the country club… and an invitation for ye all to spend New Years Eve on board my new yacht on the French Riviera and..”
“Now what was it you said ye had become?” said Dad interrupting his distraught crying and sniffling daughter.
“A prostitute, dad!”
“Oh! B-Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a Protestant. Come here and give yer old man a hug!”
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