Mother Superior was talking to one of her young nuns.
“Sister, if you were out late at night on your own and a man
attacked you, what would you do?”
“I would lift up my habit” she replied.
“Goodness me, and then what would you do?”
“I would tell him to drop his pants.”
“Oh, Lord! Save us!” uttered the shocked Mother Superior.
“And then what?”
“I would run away as fast as I could, and I can run much
faster with my habit up, than he can with his trousers down.”
Two nuns are cycling down a narrow cobblestone street
when one says to the other, “I haven’t come this way before.”
“Neither have I, it’s the cobbles you know,” the other
replied.