Last Friday afternoon when a drunk staggered into a neighbourhood
Catholic Church, he went straight into a confessional booth, sat down but said
nothing. After a while, the Priest coughed a few times to get his attention,
but the drunk continued to sit there in silence. And when finally the Priest
pounded three times on the wall, the drunk mumbled, "There’s no use
knocking! There's no paper on this side either!"
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