A policeman pulls over a carload of nuns.
Policeman: "Sister, this is a 65 MPH highway -- why are you going so slow?"
Sister: "Sir, I saw a lot of signs that said 22, not 65."
Policeman: "Oh, Sister, that's not the speed limit; that's the name of the highway you're on!"
Sister: "Oh! Silly me! Thanks for letting me know. I'll be more careful."
At this point the policeman looks in the backseat, where the other nuns are shaking and trembling.
Policeman: "Excuse me, Sister, what's wrong with your friends back there? They're shaking something terrible."
Sister: "Oh, we just got off of Highway 119."
Policeman: "Sister, this is a 65 MPH highway -- why are you going so slow?"
Sister: "Sir, I saw a lot of signs that said 22, not 65."
Policeman: "Oh, Sister, that's not the speed limit; that's the name of the highway you're on!"
Sister: "Oh! Silly me! Thanks for letting me know. I'll be more careful."
At this point the policeman looks in the backseat, where the other nuns are shaking and trembling.
Policeman: "Excuse me, Sister, what's wrong with your friends back there? They're shaking something terrible."
Sister: "Oh, we just got off of Highway 119."