"Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl."
The priest asked, "Is that you, little Joey Miller?"
"Yes, Father, it is," answers the boy.
"And who was the girl you were with?"
"I can't tell you, Father. I don't want to ruin her reputation."
"Well, Joey, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later so you may as well tell me now. Was it Kathy Pajak?''
"I cannot say, Father."
"Was it Terri Shoulders?''
"I'll never tell."
'Was it Sharon Pool?''
"I'm sorry, but I just can't name her," Joey said strongly. "My lips are sealed."
'Was it Nancy Watters, then?''
"Please, Father, I cannot tell you."
The priest sighed in frustration ..."You're very tight lipped 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."
Joey walks back to his pew. His friend Franky slides over and whispers,"What'd you get?''
Joey smiles and says, "Four months vacation and four good leads."
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