A confessional type

Submitted by IN SEINE

Wednesday, 20 August 2008

A man with a nagging secret couldn't keep it any longer. In the confessional he admitted that he had been stealing building supplies for years from the lumberyard where he worked.

"What did you take?" his priest asked.

"Enough to build my own house and enough for my son's house. And houses for our two daughters and our cottage at the lake."

"This is very serious," the priest said. "I shall have to think of a far-reaching penance. Have you ever done a Novena?"

"No, Father, I haven't," the man replied.

"But, if you got the blueprint, I can get the lumber."

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