A priest walked into a bar and found a raucous scene. Everyone was dancing, drinking and yelling, and the music was blaring. Suddenly, they noticed his entrance and the entire patronage became quiet.
He approached the bar and asked to use the restroom. The barkeep leaned over and whispered, “I don’t think that’s a very good idea, Father.” The barkeep obviously wanted the priest to leave, lest business slow down.
“Please, sir.” begged the priest. “I won’t be long.”
“You see, Father, it’s like this,” the bartender explained. “There’s a beautiful statue of a naked woman in the restroom and she’s covered with only a fig leaf. We just don’t want you to be offended.”
“Ah, my good man, not to worry,” assured the priest. “If that’s the only thing that’s bothering you, you have no problem. I shall take no notice of the statue.”
With that, the bartender told the priest where to go and off the cleric went. When he returned, the action in the bar was in full swing again.
He questioned the bartender. “A few moments ago everything was quiet and calm. Now — pandemonium! What happened?”
“Well,” said the bartender with a grin, “you’re one of us now.”
“I don’t understand,” answered the priest.
“You see, Father, the lights in the bar go off whenever the fig leaf is lifted.”