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You should have named this thread, the Cassander off topic Thread.
Winner winner chicken dinner!
You should have named this thread, the Cassander off topic Thread.
In retrospect, I apologize if I have offended anyone. After a few beers I was entertaining myself by transferring mung from on thread to another. I have sinned. Didn't mean to mung up the thread.
We were all "mung" once. Then we grow up and read the forum rules and actually follow them most of the time. Being mung once is forgivable. Making a habit of it will test Pastor Michael's patience. If he offers you exorcism instead of absolution, that is a clue that you mung too much.
Phil
Pr. Mike, thank you for leading our congregation in group confession. Coming from a Lutheran background, this is completely in line with my faith background and liturgical heritage. Forgive me for I have munged the flea market, and forgive me for I have sinned (I'm not sure where God stands on munging up the flea market). Keeping with the spirit of the thread, here is a big, un-original picture of a fiddleback that takes up lots of room.
You should have named this thread, the Cassander off topic Thread.
Given the extent of your sinning (based on its footprint in this thread), I'm afraid some penance may be required. Say... I don't know... maybe a tithe of your Fiddlebacks?
I don't have a confession. But I will mung up this thread.
An Italian Boy's Confession
"Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl."
The priest asks, "Is that you, little Joey Pagano?"
"'Yes, Father, it is."
"And who was the girl you were with?"
"I can't tell you, Father. I don't want to ruin her reputation."
"Well, Joey, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later so you may as well tell me now. Was it Tina Minetti?"
"I cannot say."
"Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?"
"I'll never tell."
"Was it Nina Capelli?"
"I'm sorry, but I cannot name her."
"Was it Cathy Piriano?"
"My lips are sealed."
"Was it Rosa DiAngelo, then?"
"Please, Father, I cannot tell you."
The priest sighs in frustration. "You're very tight lipped, and I admire that. But you've sinned and have to atone. You cannot be an altar boy now for 4 months. Now you go and behave yourself."
Joey walks back to his pew, and his friend Franco slides over and whispers, "What'd you get?"
"Four months vacation and five good leads!"
The Duder will abide.