Irish Brothel-Watching

Three Irishmen were sitting in the pub window seat, watching the front door of the brothel across the road.  The local Methodist pastor appeared and quickly went inside.  “Would you look at that!” said the first Irishman.  “Didn’t I always say what a bunch of hypocrites they are?”

No sooner were the words out of his mouth than a Rabbi appeared at the door, knocked and entered.  “Another one,” said the second Irishman, “trying to fool everyone with pious preaching and stupid hats.”