What a difference a word makes, eh?

Yesterday when Brian and I were driving around he told me this joke. It left me confused. See if you understand it any better.

A woman had 2 female parents, and all they ever said was "I'm a prostitute. Wanna have a good time?" This embarrassed her so she took them to the local church to see if the priest could help. The priest said no problem, because as it turns out he had 2 male parents with a similar problem. What he did was he taught them to pray, saying the rosary everyday, and everything was good. So they decided to put the woman's parents in with Peter and Frank, the priest's parents. They put them together and the girls said "I'm a prostitute. Wanna have a good time?" And the one guy said to the other, "Put down those beads Frank. Our prayers have been answered.

Now I didn't understand why the woman and the priest both had same sex parents and why those same sex parents wanted to get lucky with each other. I was confused. I just don't get it.

So today we were driving around and Brian asked if he'd told me his parrot joke. I said that I didn't remember but start telling me and I'd stop him if I'd heard it before. It goes like this.

A woman had 2 female parrots, and all they ever said was "I'm a prostitute. Wanna have a good time?" This embarrassed her so she took them to the local church to see if the priest could help. The priest said no problem, because as it turns out he had 2 male parrots with a similar problem. What he did was he taught them to pray, saying the rosary everyday, and everything was good. So they decided to put the woman's parrots in with Peter and Frank, the priest's parrots. They put them together and the girls said "I'm a prostitute. Wanna have a good time?" And the one guy said to the other, "Put down those beads Frank. Our prayers have been answered.

What a difference a word makes, eh?