There was an old priest who got sick of all the people in his parish who kept confessing to adultery.
One Sunday, in the pulpit he said, "If I hear one more person confess to adultery, I'll quit!"
Well everyone liked him so they came up with a code word. Now when someone confessed to adultery, the said the had "fallen."
This seemed to satisfy the old priest and things went well until he died at a ripe, old age.
About a week after the new priest arrived, he visited the mayor of the town and said, "you need to do something about the sidewalks in this town. When people come to confessional, they keep talking about having fallen."
The mayor started to laugh, realizing that no one had told the priest the code word.
Before the mayor could explain, the priest shook an accusing finger and said, "I don't know what you're laughing at, your wife fell three times this week!"