Two mothers were talking about their sons over a cup of tea one afternoon. One of the women said: “My Patrick is such a saint. He works hard, doesn’t smoke, and he hasn’t so much as looked at a woman in over two years.”
The other woman responds: “Well, my Francis is a saint himself. Not only hasn’t he not looked at a woman in over three years, but he hasn’t touched a drop of liquor in all that time.”
“My word,” said the first woman. “You must be so proud.”
“I am,” announced the mother proudly. “And when he’s released on parole next month, I’m going to throw him a big party.”