A stockbroker is beginning his jail sentence for fraud, and meets his cell-mate for next seven years.
He stares in shock at the weirdo next to him, when the psycopath says, “Don’t worry, I’m in here for a white-collar crime as well.”
The stockbroker is very relieved, and asks what crime the man had committed.
The wild-haired, unkempt freak replies, “I killed a priest!”