Father O’Leary, an elderly priest, invited Father Diaz, a young priest, over for dinner. During the meal, Father Diaz couldn’t help noticing how attractive the houseboy was.
Reading the young priest’s thoughts, Father O’Leary said: “I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, my relationship with my houseboy is purely professional.”
About a week later, the houseboy came to the elderly priest and said, “Father O’Leary, ever since Father Diaz came over for dinner, I’ve been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don’t suppose he took it now, do you?”
Father O’Leary said: ” Well, I doubt it, but I’ll write a letter to him, just to be sure.”
So he sat down and wrote: “Dear Father Diaz, I’m not saying that you did take a silver gravy ladle from my house, and I’m not saying you did not take a gravy 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 Father Diaz which read:
“Dear Father O’Leary, I’m not saying that you do sleep with your houseboy, and I’m not saying that you do not sleep with your houseboy. But the fact remains that if you were sleeping in your own bed, you would have found the gravy ladle by now.”