One Sunday I go into a confessional box and say to the priest, “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose woman.”
The Priest says, “Is that you, John?”
“Yes, Father, it’s me.”
“Who was the woman you were with, my son?”
“I cannot tell you, Father, because I don’t want to ruin her reputation.”
The Priest says, “Umm, was it Brenda O’Malley?”
“No, Father.”
“Was it Fiona MacDonald?”
“No!”
“Was it Ann Brown?”
“No!”
“Was it Mary Elizabeth O’Shea?”
“No, Father, it wasn’t.”
“Was it Cathy Morgan?”
NO, Father! I cannot tell you.”
The Priest finally says, “Well, Johnny me boy, I admire your perseverance, but you must atone for your sins. Your penance will be four Our Fathers and five Hail Mary’s. Now go back to your seat.”
When I got back to my pew my buddy, Chuck, slides over and whispers, “What happened?”
“Well, I got four Our Fathers and five Hail Mary’s and six good leads.”
High Five Slaps!!
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