The Gravy Ladel

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. Ovr the course of the evining 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 youg Father came to dinner, I've been unable to
find the beautiful silver gray 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 gray ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did
not' take a gray 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 you 'do' sleep with your
housekeeper, and I'm not saying you'do not' sleep with you housekeeper.
But the fact remains that if you were sleeping in you own bed, you would
have found the gravy ladle by now."