The Hair Dryer

[jazzman]

A distinguished young woman on a flight from Switzerland asked the Priest
> beside her,"Father, may I ask a favor?"
>
> "Of course. What may I do for you?" "Well, I bought an expensive woman's
> electronic hair dryer for my mother's birthday that is unopened and well
> over the Customs limits, and I'm afraid they'll confiscate it."
>
> "Is there any way you could carry it through Customs for me? Under your
> robes perhaps?"
>
> "I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I will not lie."
>
> "With your honest face, Father, no one will question you."
>
> When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her.
>
> The official asked, "Father, do you have anything to declare?"
>
> "From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare."
>
> The official thought this answer strange, so asked, "And what do you have
> to declare from your waist to the floor?"
>
> "I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which
> is, to date, unused."
>
> Roaring with laughter, the official said, "Go ahead, Father." Next!