A lady visit her priest.

“Father, I have a problem,” says a lady to her priest one day. “I have two female parrots, but they only know one word.”

“What do they say?” inquired the priest.
“Hello, we’re hookers!” they say. “Would you like to have some fun?” “That’s disgusting!” shouted the priest.
He paused for a moment to reflect.
“You know, I might have a solution to your problem,” he said. I have two male talking parrots who I’ve trained to pray and read the Bible.
Bring your two parrots to my house, and we’ll put them in with Francis and Peter. “My parrots can educate your parrots to pray and worship, and your parrots will soon quit speaking that sentence.”

“Thank you,” the woman said, “this might be the solution.”
She took her female parrots to the priest’s residence the next day.
As he led her inside, she noticed his two male parrots inside their cage, clutching rosary beads and praying.
She walked up and placed her parrots in the cage with them, impressed…

After a few minutes, the female parrots all yelled at the same time:

“Hello, our names are prostitutes!” “Do you want to have a good time?”

There was horrible silence…

One male parrot, taken aback, peered across towards

& the other male parrot says…

“Strip away the beads, Frank, our prayers were answered!”