Getting through customs

[Mike Crosa]

A distinguished young woman on a flight from Ireland asked
the Priest beside her, 'Father, may I ask a favor?'
'Of course. What may I do for you?'

'Well, I bought an expensive woman's electronic hair dryer for my
mother's birthday that is unopened and well over the Customs limit,
and I'm afraid they'll confiscate it. Is there any way you could
carry it through Customs for me? Under your robes perhaps?'
'I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I will not
lie.'

'With your honest face, Father, no one will question you.'

When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her.

The official asked, 'Father, do you have anything to declare?'

'From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to
declare,' replied the priest.

The official thought this answer strange, so asked, 'And what do you
have to declare from your waist to the floor?'

'I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but
which is, to date, unused.'

Roaring with laughter, the official said, 'Go ahead, Father. Next!'