[at-l] Fwd: Trip To Hooters

[sloetoe at yahoo.com (Sloetoe)]

Seems way too appropo, no?

--- NansLuck@aol.com wrote:
> From: NansLuck@aol.com 
>  
> Trip To Hooters 
> 
> A nun, really needing to go to the  bathroom, walked into a
> local Hooters. The place was hopping with music and  dancing.
Every once in a while, the lights would turn off. 
> 
> Each time after the lights would go out, the place would 
> erupt into cheers. However, when the revelers saw the nun, the
room went dead silent.
> 
> 
> 
> She  walked up to the bartender, and asked, "May I please use
> the  restroom?" 
> 
> The bartender nervously replied, "I  really don't think you
> should." "Why not?" the nun asked.  
> 
> "Well, there is a life-size statue of a naked man in there,
> and  his most private parts are covered only by a fig leaf."  
> 
> "Nonsense," said the nun, "I'll just look the other way." So 
> the bartender showed the nun the door at the top of the
stairs, and she proceeded to the restroom. 
> 
> After a few minutes, she came back  out, and the whole place
> was hopping with music and dancing again. However, they  did
stop just long enough to give the nun a loud round of applause. 

> 
> She walked up to the bartender and said, "Sir, I don't
> understand.  Why did they applaud for me just because I went
to the restroom?"  
> 
> "Well, because now they know you're one of us," said the
> bartender.  "Would you like a drink?" 
> 
> "But, I still don't understand," said  the puzzled nun. 
> 
> "You see," laughed the bartender, "every time  the fig leaf on
> that statue is lifted up, the lights go out in the whole
place.  Now, how about that drink?" 

Spatior! Nitor! Nitor! Tempero!
   Pro Pondera Et Meliora.