The Hair Dryer

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The Hair Dryer

Getting a hairdryer through Customs...

A young woman on a flight from Ireland asked the priest beside her,

'Father, may I ask a favor?'

'Of course child. What can I do for you?'

'Well, I bought an expensive woman's electric hair dryer for my Mother's

birthday that is unopened and well over the Customs limits, and I'm afraid

they'll confiscate it.

Is there any way you could carry it through Customs for me?

Under your robes perhaps?'

'I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I will not lie.'

'With your honest face, Father, no one will question you.'

When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her.

The official asked, 'Father, do you have anything t o declare?'

'From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare.'

The official thought this answer strange, so he asked, 'And what do you

have to declare from your waist to the floor?'

'I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which

is, to date, unused.'

Roaring with laughter, the official said, 'Go ahead, Father... Next!'

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