An elderly priest invited a young priest over for dinner. During
the meal the young priest couldn't help noticing how attractive
and shapely the housekeeper was. Over the course of the evening
he started to wonder if there was more between the elderly priest
and the housekeeper than met the eye.
Reading the young priest's thoughts, the elderly priest volunteered,
"I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, my relationship
with my housekeeper is purely professional."
About a week later the housekeeper came to the elderly priest and
said, "Father, ever since the young Father came to dinner, I've
been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't
suppose he took it do you?" The priest said, "Well, I doubt it, but
I'll write him a letter just to be sure."
So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Father, I'm not saying that you
did take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did
not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been
missing ever since you were here for dinner."
Several days later the elderly priest received a letter from the
young priest which read: "Dear Father, I'm not saying that you 'do'
sleep with your housekeeper, and I'm not saying that you 'do not'
sleep with your housekeeper. But the fact remains that if you were
sleeping in your own bed, you would have found the gravy ladle
by now."
