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There's this old priest who got sick of all the people in his parish
who kept confessing to adultery. One Sunday, in the pulpit, he said,
"If I hear one more person confess to adultery, I'll quit!" Well,
everyone liked him, so they came up with a code word. Someone who had
committed adultery would say they had "fallen." This seemed to
satisfy the old priest and things went well, until the priest died at
a ripe old age.
About a week after the new priest arrived, he visited
the mayor of the town and seemed very concerned. The priest said,
"You have to do something about the sidewalks in town. When people
come into the confessional, they keep talking about having fallen."
The mayor started to laugh, realizing that no one had told the new
priest about the code word. Before the mayor could explain, the
priest shook an accusing finger at the mayor and said, "I don't know
what you're laughing about, your wife fell three times this week."
who kept confessing to adultery. One Sunday, in the pulpit, he said,
"If I hear one more person confess to adultery, I'll quit!" Well,
everyone liked him, so they came up with a code word. Someone who had
committed adultery would say they had "fallen." This seemed to
satisfy the old priest and things went well, until the priest died at
a ripe old age.
About a week after the new priest arrived, he visited
the mayor of the town and seemed very concerned. The priest said,
"You have to do something about the sidewalks in town. When people
come into the confessional, they keep talking about having fallen."
The mayor started to laugh, realizing that no one had told the new
priest about the code word. Before the mayor could explain, the
priest shook an accusing finger at the mayor and said, "I don't know
what you're laughing about, your wife fell three times this week."