Boy, have I got a good one for you. Christians, take warning, for this could easily offend you. Wilson hadn't been to confession for 25 years. So one day he finally decided he had to go. He looked into his church confession times, and headed over. It was a Saturday, at 4:00 when Wilson entered the booth. He said, "Bless me Father, it has been twenty-five years since my last confession." Wilson then proceeded with a tirade of sins, to which the priest was aghast. Three hours after entering the booth, he was still going strong. The priest thought to himself, "He won't know if I slip out for a while." The priest then hopped into his car and drove away from the church. Another two hours passed, and finally Wilson ended. He looked up and saw another man in the booth. Wilson said, "Where's the priest?" The other man said, "I'm not sure, but if he heard what I did, he's gone for the police."