A young woman boards an international flight and finds herself seated next to a kindly-looking priest... About halfway through the flight, she leans over with a nervous smile, "Father, may I ask a favor?" The priest sets down the book he’s reading and turns to her, "Of course, my child. What can I do for you?" She glances around to ensure no one is listening. "Well, it’s a bit delicate," she whispers... "I bought my mother a very expensive, top-of-the-line electronic hair dryer for her birthday... " "It's still unopened and, well it’s definitely over the Customs limit. I’m afraid they’ll confiscate it." The priest nods, listening intently, "Ah, I see. And what is it you would like me to do?" She looks at him with hopeful eyes, "Well, could you carry it through Customs for me? Under your robe, perhaps?" The priest chuckles softly, "I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you - I cannot lie." She thinks for a moment, then smiles, "With your honest face, Father, no one will even think about questioning you... " "You look like you’ve never told a lie in your life." The priest considers this and, after a moment’s pause, nods, "Very well. I will carry it, but remember, I will only tell the truth." When the plane lands, the young woman follows him closely as they approach Customs... She watches as the priest steps up to the counter, calm and composed. The Customs official looks the priest up and down, "Good afternoon, Father. Do you have anything to declare?" The priest smiles warmly, "From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare." The official raises an eyebrow. It’s an odd response, and he senses something might be amiss... "And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor Father?" The priest, thinking quickly, replies... "I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which, to date, remains unused."
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