I crossed the street with a priest today and had these thoughts in this order:
- Am I less likely to get hit by a car right now?
- Does this guy know how to perform exorcisms? He seems like the kind of priest who would perform exorcisms.
- Is he constantly making up priest jokes in his head?
If I were a priest I would be constantly making up jokes because every moment of my day would be a humorous set-up. A priest, a fat lady, and a bicyclist are crossing the street… A priest walks into a hair salon… A priest, an atheist, and a poodle are in the cheese aisle…