I was raised catholic and attended 8 years of catholic school. One of my good friends, neighbors and classmates became a priest. Last I heard , he was a proffesor teaching in a catholic university in Rome, Italy
A cousin I grew up with also became a priest (RIP) . So I have had inside info of the inner workings of the church, some not very flattering. But this a funny story about my cousin. Not getting into the church dirt.
He was the pastor of a church on the east coast. Every few years we would take a vacation together. He needed time off from the stress of his job, and wanted to see the west coast.
On one trip, we were in LA for the night. Took in a live play, and went dancing. He never told the ladies he was a priest, didn't want to spoil the fun, dancing is all he did.
Next morning, the plan was drive to Tijauna MX. Driving threw San Diego he got all excited, ordering me to pull off of the freeway, and stop at a 7-11.
He came out of the store with a bag, and said to resume driving south on the freeway.
He pulled out a large bottle of wine and a loaf of bread. Explaining it was Sunday and he was required to say mass. Normal he made arangements ahead of time to say mass at a church as a visiting priest, but forgot to on this trip.
He says mass in the car while I'm still driving. Lets just say he gave his sinner cousin, me, a special sermon.
At the end of the mass he said, this is holy wine, and we have to finish it.
7 am, we finished the large bottle of wine. I told him if we get stopped by the police, they are not going to believe he was a priest, and we were only drinking holy wine.
We made it to Tijauna, drunk, but I don't remember the rest of the day.