Convent Girl

A young man, with a promising career ahead of him, decided to
marry a respectable convent girl, untarnished with the sins of
contemporary society. After the wedding service, the bridal
couple had to drive through the more unsavory areas of the city
on the way to the reception.

“William, what are those women doing leaning against lampposts?”

“Oh, those are just tarts who hire their bodies out for sex at
fifty dollars a time.”

“Wow, fifty dollars!” exclaimed the bride, “the monks only used
to give us an apple…”