"Sister Ann, aren't you putting on a little weight?" inquired
Father Dan during his visit to the convent, suspiciously eyeing her bulging
stomach. "Why, no Father," answered the nun demurely, "It's just a little
gas." A few months later Father Dan put the same question to the nun
noticing her habit barely fit across her belly. "Oh, just a bit of gas,"
said sister Ann, blushing a bit. On his next visit Father Dan was walking
down the corridor when he passed Sister Ann wheeling a baby carriage.
Looking in, the priest observed, "Cute little Fart!"