I felt like I had been a pretty good guy. When the day came up that Micki and I had planned to go to Confession, I couldn't really think of what to confess, and I mentioned this to Micki.
When I went into the confessional, I told the priest, "I couldn't think of what to confess, so I asked my wife, and she told me."
I had never heard Father Rick laughed so hard in the confessional before.
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