Newly graduated from the seminary, the young, naive priest was given an assignment in a far rural parish.
As he approached the train station he was accosted by a prostitute, who asked him if he’d like a “quickie.” for $5. Not knowing what a quickie was, the priest replied, “No thank you my child and God bless you.”
When he arrived at the outlying parish his curiosity was piqued when again he was propositioned for a quickie, and again declined.
When he arrived at the parish headquarters he asked the nun in charge, “Sister, what’s a quickie?”
And she replied, “$5, Father, same as in town.”.