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I am reminded of the woman who confessed that she had been to a fortune teller.
The priest asked, “What did he tell you?”
“That I would meet a tall, dark, handsome man and he would send me on a trip.”
“Well, he was right. I am tall and dark, and at least my mother thinks I am handsome. And for your penance, I am sending you to make the Stations of the Cross.”
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