A catholic confession...
A sixteen year old virgin girl goes to visit her priest.
Being embarrassed, she requests to meet him after hours in his office. Late
that afternoon, she goes to his office for guidance and confession.
Father, I called a man a son-of-a-bitch yesterday.
"Why did you call him a son-of-a-bitch ?" the priest asked.
Because, Father, he touched me on my arm without permission.
"Do you mean like this ?" he asks, touching her arm.
Yes, Father.
That's no reason for calling him a son-of-a-bitch.
But, Father, he also touched my breasts.
"You mean like this ?" he asks as he touches her breasts.
Yes, Father.
That's still no reason to call him a son-of-a-bitch.
But, Father, he took off my clothes.
He takes off her clothes and asks, "Like this ?"
Oh, yes, Father.
But that's still no reason to call him a son-of-a-bitch.
But, Father, he then put his you-know-what in my you-know-where.
"Like this ?" as he put his you-know-what in her you-know-where.
"Ohhh, yes, Father," she says, quite sometime later.
But that's certainly no reason to call him a son-of-a-bitch
"But, Father, he has HERPES !
THAT SON-OF-A-BITCH !!!.... |
