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A 92 year old man walks into confessional, sits down, and begins his tale: "I am 92 years old. I have a wonderful wife of 70 years, six lovely children, fourteen beautiful grandchildren, and four great-grandchildren, with another on the way. I have been blessed in that, as I age, I have maintained my mental faculties and the physical ability to care for myself without assistance. I have lived a good life. I do not drink or smoke. But yesterday, as I was driving down the road, I saw the two most beautiful 18 year old girls I've ever seen in my 92 years of life. They were hitchhiking, so I picked them up. We ended up going to a motel, where I had sex with each of them three times!"
The priest replies, "Are you sorry for your sins?"
The old man asks, "What sins?"
The priest snaps angrily, "What do you mean, WHAT sins? What kind of Catholic are you?"
Replies the old man, "I'm not. I'm Jewish."
The priest, quite frustrated, asks, "Then WHY are you telling ME this?"
The old man chuckles, "Pal, I'm 92. I'm telling EVERYONE!"
The priest replies, "Are you sorry for your sins?"
The old man asks, "What sins?"
The priest snaps angrily, "What do you mean, WHAT sins? What kind of Catholic are you?"
Replies the old man, "I'm not. I'm Jewish."
The priest, quite frustrated, asks, "Then WHY are you telling ME this?"
The old man chuckles, "Pal, I'm 92. I'm telling EVERYONE!"