There was an old priest who got sick of all the people in
his parish who kept confessing adultery.  One Sunday, from
the pulpit, he said, "If I hear one more person confess to
adultery, I'll quit!"

Well, everyone liked him, so they came up with a code word.
Someone who had committed adultery would say they had "fallen."

This seemed to satisfy the old priest and things went well,
until the priest died at a ripe old age.  About a week after
the new priest arrived, he visited the Mayor of the town and
seemed very concerned.

The priest said, "You have to do something about the sidewalks
in town.  When people come to the confessional, they keep talking
about having 'fallen.'"

The Mayor started to laugh, realizing that no one had told the
new priest about the code word.

Before the mayor could explain, the priest shook an accusing
finger at the mayor and said, "I don't know what you're laughing
about! Your wife fell three times this week."

[an error occurred while processing this directive]