There's this guy, and he's in bed with a woman as a car is heard drawing up
outside. "That's my husband, home from work early," says the woman. "You'd
better go and hide in the wardrobe". Thankful for any place of safety, the man
picks up his clothes and jumps into the wardrobe. As he's standing there in
the dark, a little voice says, "Wow, isn't it dark in here?", and the man
realizes that his lover's 10-year-old son is in the cupboard with him. "I saw
everything that you did," says the boy, "and I'm going to tell my Daddy --
unless you give me a pound." Secretly thinking it cheap at the price, the man
hands over the money to buy the boy's silence.
After a week or so, though, the boy begins to feel bad about what he's done,
and he decided to go to confession at his church, and confess his sin. He
waits his turn, and steps into the darkened confessional. Closing the door, he
says, "Wow, isn't it dark in here", which produces the reply from the other
side of the grille, "Oh, Christ, not *you* again!".
