Ladies queue for confession.
The first lady got into the confessional box. She tells the priest she kissed a man the night before and, for penance, she was told to wash her lips with Holy Water.
The second lady confessed to have touched a man’s penis and tells the other ladies in the queue she was told to wash her hand in Holy Water.
Then a commotion erupted, a pushing between the two remaining ladies, forcing the priest to step out.
“What’s all this pushing about?” the priest asked.
One of the two angrily said “If I am to gargle the Holy Water, I have to do it before she has to put her arse in it.”