My father was a real prick. He immigrated to America from Hungary after the revolution failed and Russia got a little uhhhhhh shall we say heavy handed in their approach. Because of this he was kinda looked down on as “that weird immigrant kid”, didn’t date, didn’t have a TON of friends, etc. . When I was in high…

Why was the judge shown those pics? This seems so nuts. I’m with Jen on this.

I was in the piazza in front of St. Peter’s. They set up a big stage in front of the St. Peter’s. Pope John Paul II was giving the mass as it was 1999. I kept moving around trying to find a spot and it was so packed. My ass just kept getting pinched and rubbed but when I turned around the offender was gone. Fucking…

We went to my cousin’s baby’s baptism and she cried and wailed throughout the whole thing (my cousin had a wobbily smile the whole time) & the priest said “Calm down little demon.” It broke the tension and everybody cracked up. The baby was fine she was just teething.

I once saw a couple of tourists ask a cop in a subway station which train to take to get to Times Square. he pointed at a train and said “take this one two stops.” the problem? we were standing in the Times Square station. he was pointing at the shuttle train that goes between Times Square and Grand Central.

That can’t have been the only reason they had their kids taken away???? Can it? How fucked up would a play have to be to have your children removed from your care?

This may qualify more as holy than sacriligeous. I spent part of my childhood in West Virginia, and our town had a little monument to Robert E. Lee. Supposedly it was the place where he first saw his horse, although that’s the kind of story that could easily be a local myth.

They are married to him.

That reminds me of a very odd Winnebago trip I took with a few friends and one of their parental pairings. The parental pair was quite well off and very Southern-rich (when driving through Manhattan—in a Winnie, mind—the wife exclaimed, “Oh look! A homeless person!” with all the glee of a seven year old girl spotting…

Not that this was at a sacred place, but I feel like it still fits.

For some reason, I originally read it as Mormon Gynecological Library and was very confused.

This is pretty minor. When I was 15 or so, my brother was 10, and our mom took us on a trip to Austria, Italy, and France. We saw a lot of cathedrals. My brother reeeeeally liked the crucifixes everywhere and bought a big one to wear around his neck from one of the gift shops. We’re not religious, he just thought it…

I went to a Catholic school for middle school and I have two stories from my time there. During Lent, we all wrote down our sins on a piece of paper. The priest took the paper and set them on fire before he started the Eurachrist. Behind him, I could see sparks as the fire started to melt the bowl. The kindergartens…

Me and my sisters went to catholic school for a year when we were little because we were living in an area where my parents didn’t feel great about the public schools. (We’re not catholic.)

My ex-fiance is now a priest (not Catholic), and one summer he stayed in the guest room at the parish priest’s house. I was between housing situations for a night, so they let me stay over, and we went at it like rabbits. So yeah, did it with an almost-priest in a current priest’s house.

My Jewish parents attended mass given at the Vatican by Pope John Paul II. I asked why, and my dad told me he was hungry and wanted the cracker.

I wrote a parody of Passion of the Christ (as a kind of performance art piece) that was so sacrilegious that my friends who performed in it had their kid taken away in a custody dispute when the Catholic judge was shown pics of it. Took years to straighten out. Worst thing I ever accidentally did.

LOL woops yeah totally sarcastic and on purpose, 100%!

How tall is she now?

I’m sorry, but I have a hard time wrapping my head around this. Who, after a long exercise session, goes “What does my taint look like right now?”