A cop pulls over a carload of nuns.
“Sister, this is a 65 MPH highway. Why are you driving so slowly?” asked the officer.

“Officer, I saw a lot of signs that said 22, not 65,” she replied.

“Oh, that’s not the speed limit,” said the cop, smiling. “That’s the name of the highway you’re on.”

“Oh! Silly me! Thanks for letting me know. I’ll be more careful,” said the nun.

At this point, the cop looks in the backseat where the other nuns are shaking and trembling.

“Excuse me, Sister. What’s wrong with your friends back there? They’re shaking something terrible.”

“Oh, that’s because we just got off of highway 119.”