A man comes to his friend and says, “Yes, I’m sleeping here with the priest’s wife.” Couldn’t his friend be able to delay the Holy Father a little after the service, literally for an hour?
A friend of course doesn’t like it all, but friendship is friendship, and he agrees.
After the service, a friend approaches the priest and begins to get him, asking all kinds of nonsense. In the end, the priest gets bored with all this and he asks directly: why is the man attached to him?
Well, the man becomes ashamed, and he confesses that his friend has asked to hold the Holy Father in order to have fun with his wife.
The priest smiles and says, “Hurry home, my son. I have no wife.”