Subject: Crossing The Sahara Desert
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Thu Aug 15 2002 - 09:07:30 EDT
"Crossing The Sahara Desert"
A nun and a priest were crossing the Sahara
desert on a camel. On the third day out, the camel
suddenly dropped dead without warning. After
dusting themselves off, the nun and the priest
surveyed their situation. After a long period of
silence, the priest spoke. "Well, sister, this looks
pretty grim."
"I know, Father. In fact, I don't think it likely that we
can survive more than a day or two."
"I agree," says the Father, "Sister, since we are
unlikely to make it out of here alive, would you do
something for me?"
"Anything father."
"I have never seen a woman's breasts and I was
wondering if I might see yours."
"Well, under the circumstances I don't see that it
would do any harm."
The nun opened her habit and the priest enjoyed
the sight of her shapely breasts, commenting
frequently on their beauty.
"Sister would you mind if I touched them?" She
consented and he fondled them for several minutes.
"Father, could I ask something of you?"
"Yes sister?"
"I have never seen man's privates. Could I see
yours?"
"I supposed that would be OK," the priest replied,
lifting his robe.
"Oh father, may I touch it?"
This priest consented and after a few minutes of
fondling, he was sporting a huge erection.
"Sister, you know that if I insert my privates in the
right place, it can give life."
"Is that true father?"
"Yes, it is, sister."
"Then why don't you stick it in that camel and let's
get the hell out of here?"
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