As a priest walked down the street, a drunk sitting on a bench noticed his collar and said: "Oi fella, why are you wearing your shirt backwards?"
The priest laughed. "Because, my son, I am a Father."
"But I'm a father too," replied the drunk, "at least I think so ... but I don't wear my shirt backwards."
"But," continued the priest, "I am a father of thousands."
To which the drunk replied, "Well, maybe you should wear your shorts backwards."
