Getting a hairdrier through Customs

This blog has carried numerous postings that are less than enthusiastic about organised religion.  Here is something positive; at least it will make you laugh.

In British parochial schools students are taught that lying is a sin, but using a bit of imagination to express the truth differently, without lying, is OK.

An attractive young woman on a flight from Ireland asked the Priest beside her, “Father, may I ask you a favour?

“Of course, my child.  What may I do for you?’

“Well,  I bought my mother an expensive hairdrier for her birthday.  It’s unopened, but 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? Hide it, perhaps, under your robes?”

“I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you , I will not lie”.

When they got to Customs, she let the priest go first . 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 he asked, ” And what do you have to declare from your waist down to the floor?”

“I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which is, to date, unused”.

Roaring with laughter, the official said, “Go ahead, Father.  Next please”.