A priest is getting toward the end of his ministry. He gets sick of hearing the details of adultery confessions, so he starts telling each penitent, "Just say 'I fell' or 'I've fallen'. I'll understand the rest." Word spreads in the congregation, and soon that's the accepted wording.
A new priest takes over. After several weeks of confession, he's concerned about his congregation's safety. He goes to see the mayor as his civic responsibility. He says, "Mr. Mayor, you need to have all the sidewalks inspected, and then repair the ones that need it. My congregation has experienced an alarming number of falls, and it could get serious."
The mayor knows about the old priest and his word change, so he says with a chuckle, "I really don't think there's a problem here, Father."
The priest says, "You can laugh, but did you know that your own wife fell two times last week?"