So these 2 nuns were on a road trip through Europe and they were on their way south to Rome when they passed a sign that said Transylvania and one of the nuns said ‘oh Transylvania, let’s go have a look’ so they turned down the road and were soon deep in the forest. Suddenly a vampire jumped out from behind a tree and leapt onto the hood of their car and clung to the windshield, complete with cape and appropriate vampire noises. The nuns were understandably startled and turned to each other in fear. ‘What are we to do?’ said one of the nuns to the other. The second nun replied ‘Quick, turn on the windshield wipers and washer, that sould get him off.’ This the other nun did but to no avail. ‘Now what?’ she said. ‘Try splashing Holy Water on him’ The nun got out some Holy Water and splashed it out the window onto the vampire but still he hung onto the window looking more scary than ever. ‘What will we do?’ the first nun exclaimed! ‘Show him your cross’ said the other nun. The first nun pulls to a stop, gets out and says to the vampire ‘Get the **** off my car!!’
Nuns are so cool, especially little old lady ones.
“NUNS!!! Reverse! Reverse!” Father Jack
Reference point for the uninitiated: Father Ted
In the homeless shelter I stayed at in Washington there was a nun who was black. And she was middle-aged and really nice and (from what I remember) had all kinds of academic degrees and she didn’t wear a black and white habit. For some reason up until that point, it never crossed my mind that all nuns weren’t wrinkled up elderly white ladies named Sister Margaret.
They’re not all black and white, I’ve seen blue ones round our way. I don’t know what the different coloured habits indicate.
I was staggered back in my choirboy days to discover not all cassocks were black. This one is.
I didn’t know Cossacks were black at all.
My gradeschool and high school had Notre Dame De Namor nuns. Between fourth and fifth grade was when they went from “habits” to “normal” clothes. We spent the entire summer speculating on what color hair each nun would have (if they even HAD any)!
The high school was next to the motherhouse (i.e. retirement center). We’d have some of the older nuns as teachers. Some that should have retired from teaching a LONG time ago. One was our 10th grade religion teacher that would go on and on and on about the evils of “sthexth” (she had a really bad lisp).
I am wondering, do bad Nuns have bad habits. 
nah - they just have bigger clickers!!!
(anyone that knew Notre Dame nuns will understand this!)
Some of them have filthy habits Joseph.
Don’t tell amar! 
hey, i shower every day.
Different orders.
Our choir has dark red cassocks, and the choir of St. Patrick’s, Dublin, has blue, I believe.
Personally, this being Santa Cruz, I think we ought to have tie-dye cassocks 
Redwolf
Days that end in an F don’t count.
'twas the Nuns that made me what I am.
I’m not saying that it is good or bad, but it 'twas down to them.
I remember them well…
Bless them all.
Slan,
D.
And herein you just have. hugs
It’s never too late to heal.
Six months ago I took a job in a Catholic hospital. The nuns don’t do the day-to-day running of the place any more but they make policy and sit on the board. On my first day I was surprised to be sent back 35 years to my youth as a “good Irish Catholic boy”. While walking to the Human Resources office for my interview, every corner I rounded revealed another life-sized statue of the BVM, St Joseph, the Sacred Heart of Jesus or St Vincent de Paul after whom the hospital is named. Now, after six months of walking past them every day, I don’t exactly ignore them but they don’t make me jump back any more.
All the nuns at St Vincent’s are stealth nuns. The only way you can tell they’re nuns is that they are over 50, female and some of them wear a tasteful cross as a necklace. They seem OK, but my 13 years of Catholic education forces me to keep my distance - at least the distance of a yard stick.
Mike
The early lessons stick with you, don’t they! 