A priest and a nun were lost in a snowstorm. After a while, they
came upon a small cabin. Being exhausted, they prepared to go to
sleep.

There was a stack of blankets in the corner and a sleeping bag on
the floor but only one bed.  Being a gentleman, the priest said,
“Sister, you sleep on the bed.  I’ll sleep on the floor in the
sleeping bag.”

Just as he got zipped up in the bag and was beginning to fall
asleep, the nun said, “Father, I’m cold.”  He unzipped the sleeping
bag, got up, got a blanket and put it on her.

Once again, he got into the sleeping bag, zipped it up and started
to drift off to sleep when the nun once again said, “Father, I’m
still very cold.”  He unzipped the bag, got up again, put
another blanket on her and got into his sleeping bag once again.

Just as his eyes closed, she said, “Father, I’m sooooo cold.”

This time, he remained there and said, “Sister, I have an idea.
We’re out here in the wilderness where no one will ever know what
happened.  Let’s pretend we’re married.”

The nun purred, “That’s fine by me.”

To which the priest yelled back, “Get up and get your own stupid blanket!”