A woman starts dating a doctor. Before too long, she
becomes pregnant and they don't know what to do.
About nine months later, just about the time she is
going to give birth, a priest goes into the hospital
for a prostate gland infection. The doctor says to
the woman, "I know what we'll do. After I've operated
on the priest, I'll give the baby to him and tell him
it was a miracle."
"Do you think it will work?" she asks the doctor.
"It's worth a try," he says.
So, the doctor delivers the baby and then operates on
the priest. After the operation he goes in to the
priest and says, "Father, you're not going to believe
this."
"What?" says the priest. "What happened?"
"You gave birth to a child."
"But that's impossible!"
"I just did the operation," insists the doctor. "It's
a miracle! Here's your baby."
About fifteen years go by, and the priest realizes he
must tell his son the truth. One day he sits the boy
down and says, "Son, I have something to tell you. I'm
not your father."
The son says, "What do you mean, you're not my father?"
The priest replies, "I'm your mother. The archbishop
is your father."
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