Originally posted by Sandman
It's going to be great! There aren't many opportunities in our lifetime to enjoy the enormous spectacle that only comes with the death of a living god.
You didn't capitalize the G in God, you sinner! If you don't capitalize the G then that means you are going to burn in Hell (I take no chances...I capitalize the H in Hell just in case I have to suck up to the Devil), according to the sisters who beat me with rulers in first grade to make me pay attention.
Catholic school was tough, and in those days there wasn't Ridlin or other pills to control "fidgety" children. The only way we got medicine was to have a fever of 101, and all that got you was half an asprin disolved in a teaspoon of sugar water.
If you fidgeted you got beat and I blame the Pope for this. He should have told thosse nuns to cut me some slack.
The only reason I was even there was cause the public school expelled me for lack of potty training. Seriously, all we had was an outhouse at home and the toilets at school scared the crap (literally) out of me. I'd never seen a flush toilet before I was five.
So the sisters beat me with rulers and potty trained me so I learned to crap in a real toilet at five years old.
So, although the Pope sanctioned the Nuns beating me, he also sanctioned them potty training me. I guess it all worked out...at least for me it has cause I rarely have accidents anymore, usually when I'm drunk, but I know how to use a toilet now.