> A lady approaches a priest and tells him, "Father, I have a problem. I
have 
> these two talking parrots, but they only know how to say one thing." 
> 
> "What do they say?" the priest asked. 
> 
> "They only know how to say, 'Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you want to have 
> some fun?" 
> 
> "That's terrible!" the priest exclaimed." I have a solution for your
problem. 
> Bring your female parrots over to the rectory, and I will put them with my

> two male parrots, whom I have taught to pray and read the Bible. 
> My parrots will teach your parrots to stop saying that terrible phrase, 
> and your female parrots will learn to pray and worship." 
> 
> The next day, the lady brings her female parrots to the rectory. The male 
> parrots are holding rosary beads and praying in their cage. 
> The lady puts her parrots in with the male parrots, and the females say, 
> "Hi, we're prostitutes! Do you want to have some fun?" 
> 
> One male parrot looks over at the other and squawks, "Put your beads 
> away, Frank, our prayers have been answered!"