It was about a month ago when a Dutchman in Amsterdam felt that he needed to confess, so he went to his Priest.

“Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. During WWll, I hid a Jewish man in my attic.”

“Well,” answered the Priest, “That’s no a sin.”

“But I made him pay me 20 gulden for each week he stayed.”

“I admit that wasn’t good, but you did it for a good cause.”

“Oh thank you Father; that eases my mind. Father, I have one more question.”

“What is it son?”

“Do I now have to tell him the war is over?”