One Thanksgiving day the pastor invited the new young neighboring pastor to have dinner at the rectory. While being served, the young pastor
noticed how shapely and lovely the housekeeper was and he wondered...
After the meal was over, the middle-aged pastor assured the young pastor that everything was purely professional and that she was the housekeeper and cook and that was that.
About a week later the housekeeper came to the pastor and said, "Father, ever since the new neighboring pastor came for dinner I have not been
able to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose he took it, do you?"
The Pastor said, " Well, I doubt it but I'll write him a letter." So he wrote, "Dear Father, I'm not saying you did take the gravy ladle and I'm not saying you did not take the gravy ladle. But the fact remains that it has been missing since you were here for dinner."
The young pastor received the letter and he answered it as follows:
"Dear Father Pastor, I'm not saying that you do sleep with the housekeeper and I'm not saying that you do not sleep with the housekeeper. But I do know for sure that if you slept in your own bed
you would find the gravy ladle."