AN ITALIAN BOY'S CONFESSION

Hello,
This was not mine; someone sent it to me a while
ago, and while cleaning out mail from my email
account I came across this.

I went to Catholic school for my eight years,
or as we used to say I 'had an eight year sentence.'
But, it was way back then that I heard a variation
of this...so I am posting it.

Humour helped to keep me sane during the craziness
of Vietnam, and I have always had the ability to make
others laugh...it's important to me.
I hope no one is offended



AN ITALIAN BOY'S CONFESSION

'Bless me Father, for I have sinned.
I have been with a loose girl'.

The priest asks, 'Is that you, little Joey Pagano?'

'Yes, Father, it is.'

'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 Tina Minetti?'

'I cannot say.'

'Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?'

'I'll never tell..'

'Was it Nina Capelli?'

'I'm sorry, but I cannot name her.'

'Was it Cathy Piriano?'

'My lips are sealed.'

'Was it Rosa DiAngelo, then?'

'Please, Father, I cannot tell you.'

The priest sighs 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, and his friend Franco
slides over and whispers, 'What'd you get?'

'Four months vacation and five good leads.'