Got a three-peat for you...<P>TO TELL THE TRUTH<BR> <BR>A distinguished young woman on a flight from Switzerland asked the priest sitting beside her, "Father, may I ask a favor?"<P>"Of course. What may I do for you?"<P>"Well, I bought an expensive electronic hair remover that is well over the Customs limits and I'm afraid they'll confiscate it. Is there anyway you could carry it through Customs for me? Under your robes perhaps?"<P>"I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I cannot lie." <P>"With your honest face, Father, no one will question you."<P>When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her. The official asked, "Father, do you have anything to declare?"<P>From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare."<P>The official thought this answer strange, so he asked, "And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?"<P>"I have a truly marvelous instrument, designed to be used on a woman, but which, to date, is unused."<P>Roaring with laughter, the official said, "Go ahead, Father. Next!"<P>LAST WISHES<P>An old pastor lay dying. He sent a message for his two lawyers to come to the hospital. When they arrived, they were ushered up to his room. As they entered the room, the pastor held out his hands and motioned for them to sit on each side of the bed. <BR>The pastor grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled, and stared at the ceiling. For a time, no one said anything. <P>Both lawyers were touched and flattered that the old man would ask them to be with him during his final moments. They were also puzzled because the pastor had never given any indication that he particularly liked either one of them.<P>Finally, the one lawyer asked, "Pastor, why did you ask the two of us to come here?"<P>The old pastor mustered all his strength, then said weakly, "Jesus died between two thieves, and that's how I want to go." <P>FIVE SURGEONS<P>Five surgeons are discussing the types of people they like to operate on.<P>The first surgeon says: "I like to see accountants on my operating table, because when you open them up, everything inside is numbered."<P>The second responds: "Yeah, but you should try electricians! Everything inside them is color coded."<P>The third surgeon says: "No, I really think librarians are the best; everything inside them is in alphabetical order."<P>The fourth surgeon chimes in: "You know, I like construction workers...those guys always understand when you have a few parts left over."<P>But the fifth surgeon shut them all up when he observed: "You're all wrong.<BR>Politicians are the easiest to operate on. There's no guts, no heart, no b-alls, no brains and no spine, and the head and the *** (rear end) are interchangeable.