Nun -Superior

On returning from his honeymoon, Michael phoned his father at the office. “Good to hear from you, son. Tell me, how is married life?” “Dad, I am really upset. I think I married a nun.”

“A nun?” asked the startled father. “What do you mean?”

“Ah, you know, Dad, none in the morning and none at night.”

“Oh, that!” groaned the older man. “Come for dinner Saturday and I will introduce you to the mother superior.”