>  A nun gets into a cab in New York. She demurely says in a
>  small,high,voice, "Could you please take me to Times Square?"
> 
>  In a thick Brooklyn accent the cabbie initiates conversation, "Hey sista,
>  that's kinda a long drive?
>  You mind if we, like, chat?
> 
>  The nun says, "Why no my son, whatever is on your mind?"
> 
>  The cabbie says, "About dis celibacy thing. Are you telling me you never
>  think about doin' it?"
> 
>  The nun: "Why certainly, my son, the thought has crossed my mind a time
>  or two. I am of weak human flesh you understand."
> 
>  The cabbie: "Well, woulda ever consider, you know, doin' it?"
> 
>  The nun: "Well, I suppose under certain conditions, in a very unique
>  circumstance, I might consider it."
> 
>  The cabbie: "Well what would dose conditions happen to be?"
> 
>  The nun: "Well, he'd have to be Catholic, unmarried and well, certainly,
>  he could have no children."
> 
>  The cabbie: "Well, sista, today is your lucky day. I am all three. Why do
>  youse come on up here...I won't even make you really break your vows.
>  All you gotta do is go down on me."
> 
>  The nun looks around....they are awfully far away from where anyone would
>  recognize her....at the next light she gets into the front with the
>  driver. By the next light, the nun is getting back into the rear
>  of the cab, and the cabbie is smiling from ear to ear.
> 
>  As she settles in, the nun hears the cabbie begin to laugh.
> 
>  The nun inquires, "Why, my son, what is so humorous?"
> 
>  The cabbie sneers, "Sista, I got ya. I'm Protestant, I'm married, and I
>  got four kids."
> 
>  And from the back of the cab comes the nun's low voiced response, "Yeah,
>  well my name's Dave and I'm on my way to a costume party."