The rabbi and the priest met every Sunday at 2 PM in the park to talk over the week's event sat.
They rode their bicycles to a special bench every Sunday for twenty years.
One Sunday the rabbi got to bench exactly at 2 and waited and waited. An hour went by and the priest was still not there.
The rabbi rode home and called the priest on the phone. "Hey, Father, what happened?" The rabbi asked.
"For twenty years we've met at the park every Sunday, but today you didn't show up. What's wrong?
"Well Rabbi," the priest explained, "after church today I went out to get my bike to meet you, but my bike was missing.
I know it must have been someone in my parish who took it. Rabbi, what should I do?"
"Well, that's quite a dilemma, Father." The rabbi said thoughtfully, "I'll tell you what you should do.
Next Sunday when you give your sermon, speak of the Ten Commandments. When you get to ther part about
'Thou shall not steal', look over your congregation, and the person with the guilty look will be the one who stole your bicycle."
The following Sunday at 2 the rabbi was already waiting for the priest.
Promptly at 2 up rode the priest on his bike.
"Well Father, my idea must have worked," the rabbi said.
"Well, not quite," the priest intoned. "I was going through the Ten Commandments as you suggested.
But when I got to the part about 'Thou shalt not commit adultery', I remembered where I left my bike."