Getting  a Hairdryer Through Customs.
  An  attractive young woman on a flight from Ireland asked  the Priest beside her, 'Father, may I ask a  favor?'
  'Of  course child.  What may I do for  you?'
  'Well,  I bought my mother an expensive hair dryer for her  birthday.  It is unopened but well over the  Customs limits and I'm afraid they'll confiscate  it.  Is there any way you could carry it through  customs for me?  Hide it under your robes  perhaps?'
  'I  would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you, I  will not lie.'
  'With  your honest face, Father, no one will question  you.'
  When  they got to Customs, she let the priest go  first.  The official asked, 'Father, do you have  anything to declare?'
  'From  the top of my head down to my waist I have nothing to  declare.'
  The  official thought this answer strange, so asked, 'And  what do you have to declare from your waist to the  floor?'
  'I  have a marvellous instrument designed to be used on a  woman, but which is, to date, unused.'
  Roaring  with laughter, the official said, 'Go ahead,  Father.  Next please!'

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