A woman begins a relationship with a doctor. Before too long, she becomes pregnant and they are at a loss about what to do.
A priest is admitted to the hospital for a prostate gland infection nine months later, just as she is ready to give birth.
“I know what we’ll do,” the doctor says to the woman. I’ll give the baby to the priest after I’ve operated on him and tell him it was a miracle.”
“Do you think it will work?” she asks.
“It’s worth a try” he says.
So, the doctor delivers the baby and then operates on the priest.
After the operation he goes into the priest and says, “Father, you’re not going to believe this.”.
“What?” asks the priest, “what happened?”.
“You gave birth to a child!”.
“But that’s impossible!” says the priest.
“I just did the operation,” insists the doctor, “It’s a miracle! Here’s your baby.”
About fifteen years go by, and the priest realises he must tell his son the truth.
One day, he sits the boy down and says, “Son, I have something to tell you. I’m not your father.”
The son says, “What do you mean, you’re not my father?”
The priest replies, “I am your mother, the archbishop is your father.”
