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A nun goes into a liquor store and asks for a pint of bourbon.
"I can't sell liquor to a nun!" protests the shopkeeper.
"Relax, my child. It's for the Mother Superior's constipation. It's medical."
With reservations, he sells the liquor to the nun.
Later, as he's walking home, he sees the nun again in the park. Her habit is disheveled, and she's sprawled across a bench singing bawdy songs.
He goes up to her awroth. "You said that bourbon was for the Mother Superior's constipation!"
The nun giggles.
"It is, when she sees me, she's gonna SHIT!.
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