I went into the confessional after years of being away from the Church.
Inside I found a fully equipped bar with Guinness on tap.
On one wall, there's a row of decanters with fine Irish
whiskey and Waterford crystal glasses.
On the other wall is a dazzling array
of the finest cigars and chocolates.
Then the priest comes in.
I say to him, "Father, forgive me, for it's been a very long time since I've been to confession, but I must admit that the confessional box is much more inviting than it used to be."
He replies: " Get out you moron, you're on my side."