Karen goes to her priest one day and tells him, "Father Mark, I have a problem. I have two female talking parrots, but they only know how to say one thing."
"What do they say?" Father Mark inquired.
"They say 'Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you want to have some fun?'"
"That's obscene!" Mark exclaimed.
Then he thought for a moment.
"You know," he said, "I may have a solution to your problem. I have two male talking parrots whom I have taught to pray and read the Bible. Bring your two female parrots over to my house, and we'll put them in the cage with Dabbles and Joe. My parrots can teach your parrots to praise and worship and your parrots are sure to stop saying that phrase...in time."
"Thank you," Karen responded, "this may very well be the solution."
The next day, Karen brought her female parrots to the priest's house.
As he ushered her in, she saw that his two male parrots were inside their cage, holding rosary beads and praying.
Impressed, Karen walked over and placed her parrots in with them.
After a few minutes, the female parrots cried out in unison: "Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you want to have some fun?"
There was a stunned silence.
Finally, the one male parrot named Joe, looked over at the other male parrot and exclaimed,
"Put the beads away, Dabbles, our prayers have been answered!"
