After a heavy night of drinking at the local bar, a drunk stumbles into a Catholic church and slowly makes his way into the confessional booth. There, the priest patiently awaits the man to begin his confession.

After a few minutes of silence, the priest politely taps on the window... nothing. The priest taps again and this time clears his throat a bit... still nothing. At this point the priest begins to lose his patience and bangs on the window.

Finally the dunk yells out... "Ain't no use knocking, there ain't no paper over here either!"

Hahahaha! Thanks for laugh Altenweg.

I'm glad you like it. :)

Aw.

I heard it before (don't remember how long ago) But I still laughed as hard as when I first heard it.

I remember my late husband getting up in the middle of the night to take a whiz. Only one problem - he was whizzing in the closet. And yes he was drunk.

I once peed in a potted plant. I wasn't drunk, just desperate. ;)

Wow you peed in a potted plant.

:eek: I pity the person who'll have to clean the church...

Very funny! Reminds me of Family Guy and Simpsons where Peter once went in a church confessional and Homer went in a store dressing room.

Reminds me of a friend's husband who after passing out drunk, apparently woke up still drunk and needing to pee. He went into the living room lifted the couch cushion and urinated. He even remembered to put the seat down. However, he forgot to flush. Needless to say she was upset.

Those are terms for divorce! :eek:

That actually happened before she married him. Why she married him, I never did figure out. :confused:

LMAO! Considering some of the things R did before we were married, I sometimes ask myself the same thing. ;)