@jakedduck1

Three priests were assigned to my PHX parish in the ‘60’s. They lived in a “rectory”, a small 2-story building on the church premises. Each priest had a modest bedroom while kitchen & other rooms were shared. They tried to keep their rooms tidy, but not enough for the taste of the nuns’ Mother Superior. Nuns lived in the convent. So one Saturday, the priests at a conference in Bisbee, 3 nuns were tasked with giving the rectory an extra good cleaning. With brooms, a bucket, mop, rags, spray bottles of cleaning fluid, they started off in Fr. Ignatius’ room. Almost every reachable surface was wiped or otherwise cleaned in a half hour. “Okay, ladies,” loudly whispered Sister Magna, I think that’s it. Move on.”
But Sister Theresa urged them to halt for a moment. “Come here, look at this.” On the floor behind the dresser pushed up against a wall, barely visible, there lay a sock. “Help me move this cabinet so that I can snatch with my broom.” This done the 3 looked more closely. “What in the holy…?”, prodded Sister Magma. “Step back, Sisters,” cautioned Theresa. “I think that may be an actual “condom”, she opined. “But that wouldn’t account for all the holes in it.”
And with that, Sister Gertrude fainted.