Gravy Ladle



In France, the young assistant pastors do not live in
the main rectory.  That is reserved for the Pastor and
his housekeeper.


One day the pastor invited his new young assistant pastor
to have    dinner at the rectory.  While being served,
the young pastor noticed how shapely and lovely the
housekeeper was and he wondered...


After the meal was over, the middle-aged pastor assured
the young priest that everything was purely professional
and that she was the housekeeper and cook and that was that.


About a week later the housekeeper came to the pastor and
said, "Father, ever since the new assistant came for dinner,
I have not been able to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle.
You don't suppose he took it, do you?"


The Pastor said, " Well, I doubt it but I'll write him a
letter."  So he wrote, "Dear Father, I'm not saying that you
did take the gravy ladle and I'm not saying you did not take
the gravy ladle.  But the fact remains that it has been missing
since you were here for dinner."


The young assistant received the letter and he answered it as
follows:  "Dear Father Pastor, I'm not saying that you do sleep
with the housekeeper and I'm not saying that you do not sleep
with the housekeeper.  But I do know for sure that if you slept
in your own bed,... you would have found the gravy ladle by now!"