"Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl."

Father Stramada asks, "Is that you, little Joey Pagano?"

"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, Joey, 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, Father."

"Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?"

"I'll never tell."

"Was it Nina Capelli?"

"I'm sorry, Father, but I cannot name her."

"Was it Cathy Piriano?"

"My lips are sealed, Father."

"Was it Rosa DiAngelo, then?"

"Please, Father. I cannot tell you."

Father Stramada sighs in frustration. "You're very tight lipped, and I admire that, Joey. But, you've sinned and have to atone. You cannot be an altar boy now for 4 months. You go now and behave yourself."

Joey walks back to his pew, and his friend Franco slides over and whispers to him, "What'd you get?"

With a smile, Joey answers, "Four months vacation and five good leads."
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