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Bob was sitting in his cab getting ready to call it a day when an incredibly attractive nun sat down in his back seat and told him to step on it.

For the entire 15 minute ride, Bob kept sneaking glances back at the sister. She'd make a small adjustment here, straighten something there...Bob was getting excited.

"You know, sister." Bob began. "This may sound a little odd--and forgive me, if I'm outta line---but I've always had this deep seated, erotic urge to...kiss a nun."

"Well," said the sister. "if I have to be perfectly honest, it's not that unusual a request. Pull over into that alley and we will see what we can do."

Bob pulled over, got out of the driver's seat and slid into the backseat with the nun.

"Now, before we begin," the nun said, "there are two questions you have to answer truthfully. God is omniscent. He will know when you're lying and He will extract His payment for your transgressions."

"Sure," Bob said, "I'll answer anything."

"Are you Catholic and are you married?" The sister asked.

"Sure I'm Catholic and I've never been married." Bob answered.

The sister nodded her head and Bob moved in. For 20 minutes they made out like high-schoolers in the back of Bob's beat up taxi parked in a dark alley.

Bob was having a fantastic time; it was everything he imagined it to be, but his conscious had reared its ugly head. "Sister..." Bob said in between kisses, "Sister!" Bob pulled away and bowed his head. "I've a confession to make."

"Yes?" the nun sat patiently.

"I'm not really Catholic." Bob began. "I'm Jewish and I've been married for the last 10 years to a wonderful Jewish girl who gave me 2 beautiful kids."

Bob stared at the floor and awaited his punishment.

"Well, I guess that's okay," the nun said, "because I've kind of got a secret too."

The nun shifted around in the seat a bit and placed a hand on Bob's knee.

"My real name is Kevin." The nun said in a deep baritone. "And I'm on my way to a costume party."

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