 健忘教授
[ 2008-06-05 09:19 ]
No doubt about it, my fellow monk, Father Martin, was a bit of an absent-minded professor. He often filled in for sick priests at other parishes, and one Saturday he found himself on a train to a new destination, frantically searching his pockets for his ticket.
"Forget about it, Father," said the conductor, recognizing him as a regular.
"I'm sure you paid for a ticket."
"I can't forget about the ticket," Father Martin replied nervously.
"I need to know where I'm going."
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