Blossom and Piggy in Dublin

A priest was walking the streets of Dublin and came upon a little girl walking her dog. The little girl came up to the priest and smiled, so the priest inquired as to her name.

“Blossom,” said the little girl.

“Oh Jaysus, what a pretty name. How’d you come to be named that, dear?”

The little girl replied, “When my mother was pregnant with me she was walking through a park and a single flower blossom was carried by the wind and landed directly at her feet.”

“Oh, what a sweet story,” the priest beamed. “And what might be the name of your dog?”

“Piggy,” said the girl.

“And why was he named that?” asked the priest.

And the little girl says, “Because he fucks pigs.”