An attractive young woman on a flight from Ireland turned to the priest sitting beside her and said,

“Father, may I ask a favor?”

“Of course, my child. What can I do for you?” he replied.

“Well… I bought my mother a very expensive hair dryer for her birthday. It’s still unopened, but it’s way over the customs limit. I’m afraid they’ll confiscate it.

Would you be willing to carry it through Customs for me—maybe under your robes?”

The priest smiled gently. “I’d be happy to help you, dear. But I must warn you… I will not lie.”

“With your honest face, Father,” she said, “no one will suspect a thing.”

When they reached Customs, she let the priest go first.

The customs officer asked, “Father, do you have anything to declare?”

The priest said,

“From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare.”

The officer frowned at the unusual answer, then asked,

“And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?”

The priest replied,

“I carry a marvelous instrument designed for a woman’s use — and as of today, it is still completely unused.”

The customs officer burst out laughing and waved him through.

“Go on, Father. Next!”