An elderly priest grew tired of hearing the same confession every week—adultery. Frustrated, he warned the parish that he’d resign if he heard it again. Clever townspeople started saying they had “fallen” instead, keeping the secret and saving their priest from stress.
Years later, a young priest arrived, unaware of the town’s code. Visiting the mayor, he said seriously, “You need to fix the sidewalks—so many people confess that they’ve fallen!” The mayor laughed, but the priest added sternly, “And I don’t know why you’re laughing… your wife fell three times last week!”
A funny tale of small-town cleverness, secret codes, and innocent miscommunication.
