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Fwd: Three priests
>There were three priests in a railroad station, all wanting to go home to
>Pittsburg. Behind the ticket counter was a very, very shapely lass. Well
>endowed, gorgeous, amazing. The priests were all in embarrassing new
>territory, so they drew straws to determine who would get the tickets.
> The first priest approached the window. "Young lady," he began, "I would
>like three pickets to titsburg...," whereupon he completely lost his
> The second priest approached. "Young lady, I would like three tickets to
>Pittsburg," he began, "and I would like the change in nipples and dimes." So
>of course he also fled.
> Then came the third. "Young lady, I would like three tickets to Pittsburg,
>and I would like the change in nickels and dimes. And I must say," he
>continued, "if you insist on dressing like that, when you get to the pearly
>gates, St. Finger's going to shake his peter at you."
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