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The priest!
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11-01-2001 12:49am#1CONFESSION
Two Irish lads had been out shacking up with their girl
friends. One felt guilty and decided he should stop at the
church and confess. He went into the confession booth and
told the Father, "Father, I have sinned. I have committed
fornication with a lady. Please forgive me." The Father said,
"Tell me who the lady was." The lad said he couldn't do that
and the Father said he couldn't grant him forgiveness unless
he did.
"Was it Mollie O'Grady ?" asked the Father."
"No."
"Was it Rosie Kelly?"
"No."
"Was it that red-headed wench Tessie O'Malley?"
"No."
"Well then," said the Father, "You'll not be forgiven."
When the lad met his friend outside the friend asked, "So, did
you find forgiveness." "No," said the other, "but I picked up
three good prospects!"
WHAT A PRIEST!
One fine sunny morning, the priest took a walk in the local forest.
He had been walking by the small stream when he noticed a sad,
sad looking frog sitting on a toadstool.
"What's wrong with you?" said the priest.
"Well," said the frog, "the reason I am so sad on this fine day is
because I wasn't always a frog."
"Really!" said the priest. "Can you explain!"
"Once upon a time I was an 11 year old Choir boy at the local
church. I too was walking through this forest when I was
confronted by the wicked witch of the forest. 'Let me pass!' I
yelled, but to no avail. She called me a cheeky little boy and with a
flash of her wand, turned me into this frog you see before you."
"That's an incredible story" said the priest. "Is there no way of
reversing this spell that the witch has cast upon you?."
"Yes" said the frog, "It is said, that if a nice kind person would pick
me up, take me home, give me food & Warmth and with a good
nights sleep would wake up a boy once again."
"Today's your lucky day!" said the priest, and picked up the frog
and took him home. The priest gave the frog lots of food, placed
him by the fire and at bedtime put the frog on the pillow beside
him. When the priest awoke, he saw the 11-year-old Choirboy
beside him in bed,
"And that my lord is the case for the Defense....... "
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