He pulls aside the curtain, enters and sits down.
There's a fully equipped bar with crystal glasses, the best wine, Guinness on tap, cigars and liqueur chocolates nearby, and on the wall a fine photographic display of buxom ladies, who appear to have mislaid their garments.
He hears a priest come in : "Father, forgive me for it's been a very long time since I've been to confession and I must admit that the confessional box is much more inviting than it used to be".
To which the priest replies...,
"Get out, you idiot. You're sitting on my side".
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