The Confession
An elderly man walks into a confessional. The following conversation ensues:
"I am 92 years old, have a wonderful wife of 70 years, many children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren," the old man began. "Yesterday, I picked up two college girls, hitchhiking. We went to a motel, where I had sex with each of them three times."
"Are you sorry for your sins?" the Priest asks.
"What sins?" asked the old man.
"What kind of a Catholic are you?" demands the Priest.
"I'm Jewish," said the old man.
"Then why are you telling me all this?" asks the Priest.
"I'm telling everybody," replied the old man.
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