A cabbie picks up a nun. After a long silence, the driver says, “I have a question, but I don’t want to offend you.”
She answers, “My son, you cannot offend me. When you’re as old as I am and have been a nun a long as I have, you’ve seen and heard it all.”
“Well, I’ve always had a fantasy to have a nun kiss me.”
“Well, are you single and Catholic?”
“Yes, I am!” the excited cabbie replies.
“OK, then, pull over.”
He does, and the nun gives him a kiss that melts his socks. But when they get back on the road, the cab driver starts crying.
“My dear child,” says the nun, “why are you crying?”
“Forgive me, Sister, but I have sinned. I lied. I’m married and I’m Jewish.”
The nun says, “That’s okay, son. My name’s Kevin, and I’m on my way to a costume party.”