House of ill repute
A pair of Irish ditch diggers were repairing some road side damage directly across the street from a house of ill repute, when they witnessed a Protestant Reverend lurking about and then ducking into the house.
“Would ya look at that Darby!” said Pat. “What a shameful disgrace, those Protestant Reverends sinning in a house the likes of that place!”
They both shook their heads in disgust and continued their work.
A short time later they watched as a Jewish Rabbi looked around himself cautiously and then darted into the house when he was satisfied no one had spied him.
“Did ya see that Darby?” Pat asked the other in shock and disbelief. “Is nothing holy to those Jewish people? I just can’t understand what the world is coming to these days. A man of the cloth indulging himself in sins of the flesh. Tis a shame, I tell ya!”
Not long had passed when they saw a third man, a Catholic Priest, lurking about the house looking around to see if any one was watching and then quietly sneaking in the door.
“Oh no, Darby look!” Said Pat removing his cap. “One of the poor girls musta died.”