Irish Humour.
A married Irishman went into the confessional and said to his priest, “I
almost had an affair with another woman.”
The priest said, “What do you mean, almost?”
The Irishman said, “Well, we got undressed and rubbed together, but then
I stopped.”
The priest said, “Rubbing together is the same as putting it in. You’re
not to see that woman again. For your penance, say five Hail Mary’s and
put a‚ £50 in the poor box.”
The Irishman left the confessional, said his prayers, and then walked
over to the poor box. He paused for a moment and then started to leave. The
priest, who was watching, quickly ran over to him saying, “I saw that.
You didn’t put any money in the poor box!”
The Irishman replied, “Yeah, but I rubbed the a‚ £50 on the box, and
according to you, that’s the same as putting it in!”
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There once was a religious young woman who went to Confession. Upon
entering the confessional, she said, “Forgive me, Father, for I have
sinned.”
The priest said, “Confess your sins and be forgiven.”
The young woman said, “Last night my boyfriend made mad passionate love
to me seven times..”
The priest thought long and hard and then said, “Squeeze seven lemons
into a glass and then drink the juice.”
The young woman asked, “Will this cleanse me of my sins?”
The priest said, “No, but it will wipe that smile off of your face.”
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A man was just waking up from anesthesia after surgery, and his wife was
sitting by his side. His eyes fluttered open and he said, “You’re beautiful.”
Then he fell asleep again. His wife had never heard him say that
before, so she stayed by his side. A few minutes later his eyes
fluttered open and he said, “You’re cute.”
The wife was disappointed because instead of “beautiful,” it was now “cute.”
She asked, “What happened to beautiful?”
The man replied, “The drugs are wearing off.”
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Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a pet dog for
company. One day the dog died, and Muldoon went to the parish priest and
asked, “Father, my dog is dead. Could ya’ be saying’ a mass for the poor
creature?”
Father Patrick replied, “I’m afraid not; we cannot have services for an
animal in the church. But there are some Baptists down the lane, and
there’s no tellin’ what they believe. Maybe they’ll do something for the
creature.”
Muldoon said, “I’ll go right away Father. Do ya ‘think a‚ euro 5,000 is
enough to donate to them for the service?”
Father Patrick exclaimed, “Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn’t ya
tell me the dog was Catholic?
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An elderly man walks into a confessional. The following conversation
ensues: Man: “I am 92 years old, have a wonderful wife of 70 years, many children, grandchildren,
and great grandchildren. Yesterday, I picked up two college girls, hitchhiking. We went to a motel,
where I had sex with each of them three times.”
Priest: “Are you sorry for your sins?”
Man: “What sins?”
Priest: “What kind of a Catholic are you?”
Man: “I’m Jewish.”
Priest: “Why are you telling me all this?”
Man: “I’m 92 years old …. I’m telling everybody.”
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