‘Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl.’
The priest asks, ‘Is that you, little Dominic Savino?’
‘Yes, Father, it is.’
‘And who was the girl you were with?’
‘I can’t tell you, Father. I don’t want to ruin her reputation.’
“Well, Dominic, I’m sure to find out her name sooner or later so
you may as well tell me now. Was it Tina Minetti?’
‘I cannot say.’
‘Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?’
‘I’ll never tell. ‘
‘Was it Nina Capelli?’
‘I’m sorry, but I cannot name her.’
‘Was it Cathy Piriano?’
‘My lips are sealed.’
‘Was it Rosa DiAngelo, then?’
‘Please, Father, I cannot tell you.’
The priest sighs in frustration. ‘You’re very tight lipped, and I admire that. But you have sinned and must atone. You cannot be an altar boy for the next four months. Now, you go and behave yourself.’
Joey walks back to his pew, and his friend Franco slides over and whispers, ‘What’d you get?’
Joey says: ‘Four months vacation and five good leads.’
A parable to meditate on
for our politically correct society
An old man, a boy and a donkey were going to town.
The boy rode on the donkey, and the old man walked.
As they went along they passed some people who remarked:
“What a shame, the old man is walking, the boy is riding.”
The man and boy thought maybe the critics were right, so they changed positions.
Later they passed some people who remarked:
“What a shame, he makes that little boy walk”.
So they decided they’d both walk.
Soon they passed some more people who remarked:
“They’re really stupid to walk when they have a decent donkey to ride.”
So they both decided to ride the donkey.
They passed some people who shamed them by saying:
“How awful to put such a load on a poor donkey.”
The boy and the man figured they were probably right, so they decide to carry the donkey.
As they crossed the bridge, they lost their grip on the donkey, the donkey fell into the river and drowned.
The moral of the story:
If you try to please everyone,
you might as well kiss your ass goodbye.
Have a nice day!