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Originally Posted by JBKlyde
At what point is sex a sin?
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A guy from the Bronx has an incredibly debauched weekend, he is pretty much wasted from Friday afternoon up till Sunday morning when he goes to church to confession. As he's sitting there in the confessional, he is trying to piece together the lewd and lascivious events of the weekend in order to make a full confession. There are certainly some blank patches but what he does remember gets him a penance that he'd need to take a few weeks off work to perform. He spends the rest of the day with a hangover beginning his penance for his wanton, lust filled weekend.
The next morning on his way to work, the guy is wondering if maybe his local parish priest might have been a little overboard with the penance. He decides to duck into a small church in the East Village to confess his sins again. He recounts his weekend to the priest. The priest is quiet for a few moments and tells him, "God is forgiving. Say three Hail Marys, and put 10 bucks in the poor box." Surprised and a bit puzzled the guy tells the priest that he confessed the esact same sins to his priest in the Bronx and was given a penance of outrageous magnitude.
The priest nods knowingly and then says, "Ahhh, what do they know about fancy fucking up in the Bronx?"