A sixteen year-old virgin girl has a bad day, so she goes to visit her priest after hours in his office. Late that evening, she goes to his office for guidance and confession. "Father, I called a man a son-of-a-bitch yesterday." "Why did you call him a son-of-a-bitch?" the priest asked. "Because, Father, he touched me on my arm without permission." "Do you mean like this?" he asked, as he touched her arm. "Yes, Father."
"That's no reason for calling him a son-of-a-bitch." "But, Father, he also touched my breasts." "Do you mean like this?" he asked, as he touched her breasts. "Yes, Father." "That's no reason to call him a son-of-a-bitch."
"But, Father, he took off my clothes." "Do you mean like this?" he asked, as he removed her clothes. "Yes, father." "That's no reason to call him a son-of-a-bitch."
"But, Father, then he put his you-know-what in my you- know-where." "Do you mean like this?" he asked, as he put his you- know-what in her you-know-where." "Yes, Father."
"That's no reason to call him a son-of-a-bitch." "But, Father, he has herpes! Remarked the Father, "That son-of-a-bitch!"
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