Okay, take five to laugh. Just as well, as the weather has taken a sharp turn from yesterday's blue skies.
It's raining. It's pouring. The old man is snoring. Went to bed and he bumped his head. Couldn't get up in the morning.... I hope not. Somehow, whenever it rains and I look at the puddles, Jose Feliciano, this song in particular comes to mind.
HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY
A young woman on a flight asked the priest beside her, "Father, may I ask a favor?"
"Of course. What may I do for you?"
"Well, I bought an expensive Electronic hair dryer that is well over the Customs limits and I'm afraid they'll confiscate it. Is there any way you could carry it through Customs for me? Under your robes perhaps?"
"I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I will not lie."
"With your honest face, Father, no one will question you."
When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her. The official asked, "Father, do you have anything to declare?"
"From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare."
The official thought this answer strange, so asked, "And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?"
"I have a marvelous little instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which is, to date, unused."
Roaring with laughter, the official said, "Go ahead, Father - - Next!"