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Getting a hairdryer through customs...

A distinguished young woman on a flight from Ireland
asked the Priest
beside her, 'Father, may I ask a favour?'

'Of course, child. What may I do for you?'

'Well, I bought an expensive woman's
electronic hair dryer for my
mother's birthday that is unopened and 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 instrument designed to be used
on a woman, but
which is, to date, unused.'

Roaring with laughter, the o fficial said, 'Go
ahead, Father. Next!'



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