Two priests were going to Hawaii
on vacation and decided that
they would
make this a real vacation by not wearing anything that would identify them
as clergy.
As soon as the plane
landed, they headed for a store and bought some really
outrageous shorts, shirts, sandals, sunglasses, etc.
The next morning they
went to the beach, dressed in their "tourist" garb
and were sitting on beach chairs, enjoying a drink, the sunshine and the
scenery when a "drop dead gorgeous" blonde in a tiny bikini came walking
straight towards them. They couldn't help but stare and when she passed
them, she smiled and said, "Good morning, Father" - "Good morning,
Father,"
nodding and addressing each of them individually, then passed on by.
They were both stunned. How in the world did she recognize them as priests?
The next day they went
back to the store, bought even more outrageous
outfits-these were so loud, you could hear them before you even saw
them-and again settled on the beach in their chairs to enjoy the sunshine,
etc.
After a while, the same
gorgeous blonde, wearing a string bikini this time,
came walking toward them again. (They were glad they had sunglasses,
because their eyes were about to pop out of their heads.)
Again, she approached
them and greeted them individually: "Good morning,
Father," "Good morning Father," and started to walk away.
One of the priests couldn't
stand it and said. "Just a minute, young lady.
Yes, we are priests, and proud of it, but I have to know, how in the world
did YOU know?"
"Oh, Father, don't you recognize me? I'm Sister Angela!"