One afternoon Zach's mom brings home her lover. The two do their thing until, unexpectedly, her husband comes home early. Thinking quickly, she hides her lover in the closet. What she hadn't realized is that Zach was in the closet.

Zach: Dark in here, isn't it?
Lover: Sure is.
Zach: I have a baseball.
Lover: That's good.
Zach: Wanna buy it?
Lover: No.
Zach: I'll tell my dad about you.
Lover: Fine, how much?
Zach: $500

A few weeks pass, again Zach's dad comes home early when the lover is over. Again, the lover is stuffed in the closet; again, Zach is in there,

Zach: Dark in here, isn't it?
Lover: Yep.
Zach: I have a baseball glove. Wanna buy it?
Lover: Not really.
Zach: I'll tell my dad about you.
Lover: Fine! How much?
Zach: $500

Another few days pass. Zach's dad says, "Hey, sport. Let's go throw the baseball around." "I can't Dad," says Zach. "I sold my glove and ball." "For how much?" inquires the dad. "$1000" "That's not very nice. You shouldn't take advantage of your friends like that. That is way more than those are worth. I'm taking you down to church to confess."

So little Zach is driven down to church by his father. He gets in the booth.

Zach: Dark in here, isn't it?
Priest: Oh don't start that crap again!!