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Everybody is somebody else's weirdo.
War Days ...
An elderly Italian man who lived on the outskirts of Naples
went to the local church for confession.
When the priest slid open the panel in the confessional,
the man said, 'Father, during World War II, a beautiful
young woman knocked on my door and asked me to hide
her from the Germans. So I hid her in my attic.'
The priest replied, 'That was a wonderful thing you did,
my son! And you have no need to confess that.'
'It's worse than that, Father. She started to repay me
with sexual favors every day and twice on weekends.'
The priest said, 'By doing that, you were both in great
danger. However, two people under those circumstances
can be very tempted to act that way. But if you are truly
sorry for your actions, you are indeed forgiven.'
'Thank you, Father. That's a great load off my mind. But I
do have one more question.'
'And what is that, my son?' asked the priest.
'Should I tell her the war is over?
An elderly Italian man who lived on the outskirts of Naples
went to the local church for confession.
When the priest slid open the panel in the confessional,
the man said, 'Father, during World War II, a beautiful
young woman knocked on my door and asked me to hide
her from the Germans. So I hid her in my attic.'
The priest replied, 'That was a wonderful thing you did,
my son! And you have no need to confess that.'
'It's worse than that, Father. She started to repay me
with sexual favors every day and twice on weekends.'
The priest said, 'By doing that, you were both in great
danger. However, two people under those circumstances
can be very tempted to act that way. But if you are truly
sorry for your actions, you are indeed forgiven.'
'Thank you, Father. That's a great load off my mind. But I
do have one more question.'
'And what is that, my son?' asked the priest.
'Should I tell her the war is over?
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