I went into the Confessional Booth, after being away from the Church for quite some time.
Inside, I found a fully equipped bar, with Guinness on tap.
On one wall, there's a row of decanters with fine whiskey and Waterford crystal glasses.
On the other wall is a dazzling array of fine cigars and chocolates.
Then the Priest comes in.
I said to him, "Forgive me Father, for it's been a very long time since I've been to Confession, but I must first admit that the Confessional is much more inviting than it used to be."
He replied: "Get out, you moron, you're on my side."
