Polish BOY'S CONFESSION 

'Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl.' 
The Priest asks, 'Is that you, little Johnny Jubinski?' 

'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, Johnny, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later, so you may as well tell me now. Was it Sophie Oshinski?' 'I cannot say.' 


'Was it Teresa Volinski?' 'I'll never tell.' 


'Was it Mary Macoski?' 'I'm sorry, but I cannot name her.' 


'Was it Cathy Pirinski?' 'My lips are sealed.' 


'Was it Rose Malinkowski, then?' 'Please, Father, I cannot tell you.' 

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

Johnny walks back to his pew, and his friend Stanley slides over and whispers, 'What'd you get?' 

'4 months vacation and five good leads.'