'Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl'.
The priest asks, 'Is that you, Charlie?'
'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, Charlie, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later, so you
may as well tell me now.
Was it Mary Walsh?'
'I cannot say.'
'Was it Teresa Brown?'
'I'll never tell.'
''Was it Margaret Doyle?'
'I'm sorry, but I cannot name her.'
'Was it Anne O'Neill?'
'My lips are sealed.'
'Was it Catherine O'Toole, then?'
'Please, Father, I cannot tell you.'
The priest sighs in frustration. 'You're very tight lipped Charlie, and
I admire that. But you've sinned and have to atone.
You cannot be an altar boy now for 4 months. Now you go and behave
yourself.'
Charlie walks back to his pew, and his friend Tommy slides over and
whispers, 'What'd you get?'
'4 Months holiday and five good leads.'
The priest asks, 'Is that you, Charlie?'
'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, Charlie, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later, so you
may as well tell me now.
Was it Mary Walsh?'
'I cannot say.'
'Was it Teresa Brown?'
'I'll never tell.'
''Was it Margaret Doyle?'
'I'm sorry, but I cannot name her.'
'Was it Anne O'Neill?'
'My lips are sealed.'
'Was it Catherine O'Toole, then?'
'Please, Father, I cannot tell you.'
The priest sighs in frustration. 'You're very tight lipped Charlie, and
I admire that. But you've sinned and have to atone.
You cannot be an altar boy now for 4 months. Now you go and behave
yourself.'
Charlie walks back to his pew, and his friend Tommy slides over and
whispers, 'What'd you get?'
'4 Months holiday and five good leads.'
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