Girl: “Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.”
Priest: “What have you done, my child?”
Girl: “I called a man a son of a bitch.”
Priest: “Why did you call him a son of a bitch?”
Girl: “Because he touched my hand.”
Priest: “Like this?” (as he touches her hand)
Girl: “Yes, Father.”
Priest: “That’s no reason to call a man a son of a bitch.”
Girl: “Then he touched my breast.”
Priest: “Like this?” (as he touched her breast)
Girl: “Yes, Father.”
Priest: “That’s no reason to call him a son of a bitch.”
Girl: “Then he took off my clothes, Father.”
Priest: “Like this?” (as he takes off her clothes)
Girl: “Yes, Father.”
Priest: “That’s no reason to call him a son of a bitch.”
Girl: “Then he stuck his you know what into my you know where.”
Priest: “Like this?” (as he stuck his you know what into her you know where)
Girl: “YES FATHER, YES FATHER, YES FATHER!!!”
Priest: (after a few minutes) “That’s no reason to call him a son of a bitch.”
Girl: “But Father, he had AIDS!”
Priest: “THAT SON OF A BITCH!!!”
