A handsome priest and a beautiful young nun were traveling together when their car broke down, forcing them to spend the night at a remote motel with only one room left.
Being a gentleman, the priest suggested, “We’ll share the room. I’ll sleep on the floor, you take the bed. I’m sure God will understand.”
The nun, who secretly had a massive crush on the priest, happily agreed.
In the middle of the night, she decided to make her move. “Father,” she whimpered, “it’s freezing. Could you help me? I’m sure God will understand.”
The priest dutifully got up, grabbed an extra blanket from the closet, draped it over her, and went back to the floor.
Ten minutes later, she tried again. “Father, I’m still freezing! Please help me.”
Once more, the patient priest got up, gave her a second blanket, and returned to the hard floor.
Frustrated and losing patience, the nun decided to throw caution to the wind. She sat up in bed, struck a seductive pose, and whispered, “Father… I’m still so cold, and blankets aren’t working. Just for tonight, why don’t you treat me like your wife? I’m sure God will understand.”
The priest paused, taking a deep breath as he seriously contemplated the heavy proposition.
“Treat you like my wife, you say?” he asked.
The nun nodded eagerly, winking in the dark.
The priest nodded firmly, rolled over, and yelled, “ALRIGHT! THEN GET UP AND GET YOUR OWN DAMN BLANKET! I’m trying to sleep!”
