There is a fine line between a joke and reality. Drudge is reporting about the antics of a 71-year-old pole dancer.

I recall a joke about a young Priest and an old Priest.

The younger Priest was about to do his first stint hearing confessions. The old Priest reassured him that he would do just fine. The old guy pointed out that if the youngster had any problems, he could always come to him. He would be at the adjoining confessional.

Reassured the young Priest began his duties. He heard the confessions of several parishioners and was starting to settle in. Then he was confronted with a penitent that threw him for a loop. He hemmed and hawed and finally told the penitent that he would be right back.

The young Priest went over to consult the old Priest. “Father,” asked the young Priest, “what do I give a 70-year-old prostitute?”

The old Priest considered for a moment and then replied, “Buck, buck and a half.”

I’ve been in more than a couple of titty bars. It only happened once or twice, but there were occasions that I would have paid the dancer to put her clothes back on.

I’m 71 years old. I’ve seen myself naked. I don’t want to see anybody else my age naked.

This inclusiveness shit has gone too far!