A young couple meets with their priest about their upcoming wedding. When he asks whether they prefer a contemporary or a traditional service, they opt for the contemporary.
On the big day, a major storm hits as the groom is walking to the church. The streets are flooded, so he rolls his pant legs up to his knees to keep his trousers dry. He finally reaches the church and is standing at the altar, breathless, just as the ceremony is about to begin. The priest leans toward him and whispers, “Pull down your pants.”
“Uh, Father, I’ve changed my mind,” the groom responds. “I think I would prefer the traditional service.”