Not long after his marriage, Ernie Junior
and his father Ernie senior, met for lunch.
"Well son," asked Ernie senior,
"How is married life treating you?"
"Not very well, I'm afraid,"
sighed junior. "It seems I married a nun."
"A nun?" his father questioned.
"That's right," moaned Ernie
junior. "None in the morning, none at night, and none at all unless I beg!"
Ernie senior nodded knowingly and slapped
his boy on the back a couple of times. "Why don't we all get together for dinner
tonight and have a nice talk?"
Young Ernie smiled, "Say, Dad, that's
a great idea!"
"Fine," replied Ernie senior,
"I'll call home and tell the Mother Superior to set two extra plates."