Mother of Two

Monday, July 09, 2007

Little Johnny

An Italian Boy's Confession, bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl.
The priest asks, "Is that you, little Johnny Parisi?
Yes, Father, it is
and who was the girl you were with?
I can't tell you, Father, I don't want to ruin her reputation.
Well, Johnny, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later, so you may as well tell me now. Was it Tina Minetti?
I cannot say, was it Teresa Volpe?
I'll never tell,
was it Nina Capelli?"
I'm sorry, but I cannot name her was it,
was it Cathy Piriano?
My lips are sealed.
was it Rosa Di Angelo, then?
Please, Father, I cannot tell you,
the priest sighs in frustration, you're very tight lipped, Johnny Parisi, and I admire that. But you've sinned and have to atone you; you cannot be an altar boy now for 4 months. Now you go and behave yourself.
Johnny walks back to his pew, and his friend Nino slides over and whispers,” What’d you get?

Four months vacation and five good leads."