Two elderly priests and a young novitiate were at the railway station to buy train tickets to Pittsburgh.
The young lady selling tickets was very pretty, and was wearing a rather low-cut dress which showed her ample mammaries to great advantage.
The novitiate approached the ticket booth and said, “Three tickets to Tittsville, please.” “How dare you?” remonstrated the ticket seller.
The young novitiate blushes and retires in confusion, so one of the priests says, “Allow me. Three pickets to Tittsburgh, and please may I have the change in nipples an dimes.”
He also retreats in embarrasment, so the eldest priest attempts to calm the now angry ticket seller.
“Three tickets to Pittsburgh, please, and you should cover up more than you are, or Saint Finger is going to shake his peter at you!”