An elderly priest invited a young priest over for dinner. During the
meal, the young priest couldn't help noticing how attractive and shapely
the housekeeper was. Over the course of the evening he started to
wonder if there was more between the elderly priest and the housekeeper
than met the eye. Reading the young priest's thoughts, the elderly priest
volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, my
relationship with my housekeeper is purely professional."
About a week later the housekeeper came to the elderly priest and
said, "Father, ever since the young Father came to dinner, I've been unable
to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose he took it do
you?"
The priest said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write him a letter just to be
sure."
So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Father, I'm not saying that you 'did'
take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a
gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since
you were here for dinner."
Several days later, the elderly priest received a letter from the young
priest which read: "Dear Father, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with
your housekeeper, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with your
housekeeper. But the fact remains that if you were sleeping in your own
bed, you would have found the gravy ladle by now."
