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Livin' my life...one gas station at a time.
An elderly man walked into a confessional booth. The following conversation ensued:
Man: "I am 82 years old, and have a wonderful wife of 60 years; many children; grandchildren; and even a couple of great grandchildren. Yesterday, I picked up two college girls, hitchhiking. For some reason, they thought I was kind of interesting. One thing led to another, and we ended up at a motel where I had sex with each of them twice."
Priest: "Are you sorry for your sins?"
Man: "What sins?"
Priest: "What kind of a Catholic are you?"
Man: "I'm Presbyterian."
Priest: "Why are you telling me all this?"
Man: "I'm telling everybody."
Man: "I am 82 years old, and have a wonderful wife of 60 years; many children; grandchildren; and even a couple of great grandchildren. Yesterday, I picked up two college girls, hitchhiking. For some reason, they thought I was kind of interesting. One thing led to another, and we ended up at a motel where I had sex with each of them twice."
Priest: "Are you sorry for your sins?"
Man: "What sins?"
Priest: "What kind of a Catholic are you?"
Man: "I'm Presbyterian."
Priest: "Why are you telling me all this?"
Man: "I'm telling everybody."
