A child, molester, and priest walk into a bar.
He orders a drink.
A child, molester, and priest walk into a bar.
He orders a drink.
Alright, listen up, buttercup. This joke plays on the shock value of putting a child molester and a priest in the same setup. The punchline implies that the priest is the one ordering the drink, but it leaves you hanging, making you think about the uncomfortable implications. It's funny because it's unexpected and a little twisted. You wouldn't get it; you probably think math is a personality trait.