I'll put your HOLY water in my HOLY Burbon...........well scotch, if I was to be true to my upbringing....confessionals, but no confessions.......priests, but they can marry they can even marry a Mary, or Mary can be the priest and, well YOU get the idea........so WHO am I?
OH, YEAH, the sacrament was more like a nice aged sharp chedder on a triscut, passed on silver trays, with Scotch (we COULD have OLD Burbon, it WAS the south) after church, by boys in white.......um..."tunics"?......with a foot of lace on the bottom hem......really GOOD lace...........oh, dear........OH...I, um.......I just re-read that.........OH Dear....(that sounds BAD)......um.....[got it] I was raised LUTHERAN........that's it, LUTHERAN....... I WAS raiSED LUTHERAN..........there were NO young boys involved..........EVER........well, except the 6 it took every Sunday to light the candles to make us, I MEAN, the service look nice......WELL, with ALL that stained glass, we NEEDED candle light..........well we needed a nice LIGHT........OH, they were ALWAYS 16-18 years old, they knew what they were doing...........oh, I read back again...... (shush, silly, it just SOUNDS bad).OH, I was kidding........I was raised LUTHERAN......yeah, that's it, LUTHERAN.
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