An Elderly Man Walks Into A Confessional

An elderly man walks into a confessional.

The following conversation ensues:

Man: “I am 92 years old, have a wonderful wife of 70 years, many children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren.

Yesterday, I picked up two college girls, hitchhiking.

We went to a motel, where I had made love with each of them three times.”

Priest: “Are you sorry for your sins?”

Man: “What sins? ”

Priest: “What kind of a Catholic are you?”

Man: “I’m Jewish.”

Priest: “Why are you telling me all this?”

Man: “I’m 92 years old … I’m telling everybody.”