Sunday, August 24, 2014


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."

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