A priest and a nun are on a trip to a faraway monastery when their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere as a blizzard rages above them.
They find a deserted cabin and take shelter. They find a sleeping bag, a bed, and a pile of blankets.
The priest, being a gentleman, offers the nun the bed and takes the sleeping bag for himself. As they
get tucked in for the night, the nun calls out, "father, father, I'm cold!" so the priest
gets up and puts another blanket on the nun. "is that better, sister?" he asks. "yes father, much better," she replies.
So he
gets back in his sleeping bag and starts to nod off when she again calls out with "father, I'm still cold!" so once again, the priest
gets up and puts another blanket on her, ensuring she is tucked into the bed well. "Is that better, sister?" he asks. "Oh yes, father, that's much better," she says. So the priest
gets himself back into the sleeping bag, and this time is just starting to dream when he wakes up to her call of "Father, father, I'm just so cold!"
The priest thinks long about this and finally says, "Sister, we are in the middle of nowhere in a blizzard. No one but you, myself, and the Lord himself will ever know what happens here this night. How about, just for this night, we act as though we were
married?"
The nun thinks on this for a minute. She can't help but admit to herself she's been curious, and finally answers with a tentative "OK, father, just for tonight, we will act as though we are
married."
"Wonderful." The father replies, "Now
get up and
get your own darn blanket, you great lazy lump!"