HE’S CELLULITE
A handsome young priest in our parish is especially popular with the parochial school students. One morning I was sitting in a pew directly behind a pair of 12- year-old girls, waiting for Mass to begin. When Father walked up to the altar, there was an audible sigh from one of the girls. “Forget it,” whispered her companion. “Remember, he’s cellulite!” Taken from Reader’s Digest, July 1990
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