It was a quiet Sunday afternoon, when a curious and somewhat incomprehensible confession took place behind the closed door of a small, quiet church. The young woman entered the confessional stand, her voice trembling when she spoke, but what she was going to say would leave even the most experienced priest for a moment without a word. He knew it would be one of the most unexpected confessions he had ever heard.<\/p>\n
The blond woman went to confess and said the priest, \u201cI\u2019m pregnant.\u201d<\/p>\n
The priest, took away, asked, \u201cHow did it happen, my child?\u201d She replied, \u201cI believe it must be the second coming.\u201d He asked her answer, \u201cWhat makes you think it\u2019s the second arrival?\u201d<\/p>\n
She replied, \u201cBecause I swallowed the first, Father.\u201dConclusion<\/p>\n
The humorous reversal in this confession reveals an unexpected and insolent response of the blonde and transforms the serious question of the priest for a moment of comedy reliefs.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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