the lads

>The Honest Priest
>
>A distinguished young woman on a flight from Switzerland asked the
>priest beside her, "Father, may I ask a favour?"
>
>"Of course. What may I do for you?"
>
>"Well, I bought an expensive electronic hair dryer that is well over
>the Customs limits and I'm afraid they'll confiscate it. Is there
>anyway you could carry it through Customs for me?
>Under your robes perhaps?"
>
>"I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I will not lie."
>"With your honest face, Father, no one will question you."
>
>When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her.
>
>The official asked, "Father, do you have anything to declare?"
>"From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare."
>The official thought this answer strange, so asked, "And what do you
>have to declare from your waist to the floor?"
>"I have a marvellous little instrument designed to be used on a woman,

>but which is, to date, unused."
>Roaring with laughter, the official said, "Go ahead, Father."Next!

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