One afternoon Zach's mom brings home her lover. The two do their
thing until, unexpectedly, her husband comes home early. Thinking
quickly, she hides her lover in the closet. What she hadn't
realized is that Zach was in the closet.
Zach: Dark in here, isn't it?
Lover: Sure is.
Zach: I have a baseball.
Lover: That's good.
Zach: Wanna buy it?
Lover: No.
Zach: I'll tell my dad about you.
Lover: Fine, how much?
Zach: $500
A few weeks pass, again Zach's dad comes home early when the lover
is over. Again, the lover is stuffed in the closet; again, Zach is
in there,
Zach: Dark in here, isn't it?
Lover: Yep.
Zach: I have a baseball glove. Wanna buy it?
Lover: Not really.
Zach: I'll tell my dad about you.
Lover: Fine! How much?
Zach: $500
Another few days pass. Zach's dad says, "Hey, sport. Let's go throw
the baseball around." "I can't Dad," says Zach. "I sold my glove
and ball." "For how much?" inquires the dad. "$1000" "That's not
very nice. You shouldn't take advantage of your friends like that.
That is way more than those are worth. I'm taking you down to
church to confess."
So little Zach is driven down to church by his father. He gets in
the booth.
Zach: Dark in here, isn't it?
Priest: Oh don't start that crap again!!