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I received this oldie from three different people...

CONFESSION OF AN ALTAR BOY OF ITALIAN HERITAGE

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

The priest asks, "Is that you, little Dominic Savino?"

"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, Dominic, 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 Mazzarelli?'

"I'll never tell."

"Was it Nina Capelli?"

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

"Was it Cathy Piriano?"

"My lips are sealed."

"Was it Rosa D'Angelo, then?"

"Please, Father, I cannot tell you."

The priest sighs in frustration. 'You're very tight lipped, and I
do admire that. But you've sinned and have to atone. So you
cannot be an altar boy now for 4 months. Now you go say a
Rosary and behave yourself.'

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

"Four months vacation and five good leads."
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