A lady goes to her priest one day and tells him, 'Father, I have a
> problem.
>
> I have two female parrots but they only know how to say one thing.
>
> 'What do they say?' the priest inquired.
>
> They say, 'Hi, we're hookers! Do you want to have some fun?'
>
> 'That's obscene!' the priest exclaimed; then he thought for a moment.
>
> 'You know, he said, 'I may have a solution to your problem.
I have two
> male talking parrots, which I have taught to pray and read the Bible.
> Bring your two parrots over to my house, and we'll put them in the
> cage with Frank and Jacob.
My parrots can teach your parrots to
> pray and worship, and your parrots are sure to stop saying that
> phrase in no time.
'
>
> 'Thank you,' the woman responded, 'this might be the solution.
'
>
> The next day, she brought her female parrots to the priest's
> house.
>
> As he ushered her in, she saw that his two male parrots were
> inside their cage, holding rosary beads and praying.
Impressed,
> she walked over and placed her parrots in with them.
>
> After a few minutes, the female parrots cried out in unison:
> 'Hi, we're hookers! Do you want to have some fun?'
>
> There was a stunned silence.
>
> Then, one male parrot looked over at the other one and said,
> 'Put the beads away Frank, our prayers have been answered!