A priest has been going to a psychiatrist, who finally is able to diagnose that his problem comes from stress.

"Take a week or two off, Father," the doc advises. "Go someplace like Vegas, see the shows, drink, play with the women...you know, sin a little."

So the good Father takes off for Vegas, where he wears tourist clothes and acts like every other male tourist. Finally, he ambles into a topless bar, where a drop-dead redhead wearing very little brings him a drink and says, "And how are you, Father O'Brien?"

"How...how did you know?" he asks.

As she drops into his lap she said, "I'm Sister Mary Dolores, and we go to the same psychiatrist."