An aging priest grew tired of parishioners constantly confessing adultery and warned he would quit if it continued. To spare him, the congregation adopted a code word: instead of adultery, they said they had \u201cfallen.\u201d The system worked\u2014until the priest died. Soon after, the new priest visited the mayor, worried about the town\u2019s sidewalks. \u201cEveryone keeps saying they\u2019ve fallen,\u201d he complained. The mayor laughed, but before he could explain, the priest added sharply, \u201cI don\u2019t know what\u2019s funny\u2014your wife fell three times this week.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In another tale, a priest, minister, and rabbi swam nude and were surprised by women. The priest and minister covered themselves; the rabbi covered his face. \u201cThey recognize my face,\u201d he explained.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Finally, a priest smuggled a woman\u2019s undeclared gadget through customs by truthfully\u2014but creatively\u2014describing it, leaving the officer laughing and waving him through.<\/p>\n\n\n\n