The Broken Down Car
Three nuns are driving down a deserted country road at night when suddenly, their car engine sputters and d*es. They pull over to the side of the road, completely stranded.
After a few minutes, a rugged biker on a loud Harley-Davidson pulls up. He looks at the nuns and says, “Hey sisters, looks like you have some trouble. My bike can only fit one of you. Who wants a ride to the nearest gas station?”
The oldest nun says, “Sister Mary, you are the youngest and fittest. You should go.”
Sister Mary gets on the back of the motorcycle, grips the biker’s waist, and they roar off into the dark night.
An hour passes, and finally, Sister Mary returns in a taxi, carrying a can of gasoline. However, her habit is slightly disheveled, and she has a strange, distant look in her eyes.
The Mother Superior asks anxiously, “Sister Mary! What happened? Did that man disrespect you?”
Sister Mary sighs, smiles warmly, and says, “Oh no, Mother Superior, he was actually a gentleman. He took me to the gas station, but on the way back, he taught me how to kick-start a motor by hand. That is why my habit is a bit messy!”
The three nuns all laugh with relief and happily continue their journey.
