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Willenium tugs our sleeve and says: Tell us why the past was a bit shit. You may wish to use witty anecdotes reflecting your own personal experience.
( , Thu 29 Aug 2013, 13:06)
Willenium tugs our sleeve and says: Tell us why the past was a bit shit. You may wish to use witty anecdotes reflecting your own personal experience.
( , Thu 29 Aug 2013, 13:06)
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No stalge I Ayyy...
At my school we had an exchange program for the RE teachers and pastoral care members.
One year we got a young lady called Thomasina Prime. She had started out as a Jesuit priest. Then finding her beliefs changing she converted to Catholicism and finally finding The Church too confining she reverted to Anglicanism.
Having shifted the metaphysical goal posts so much none of us were sure as to how to properly address Thomasina - so we asked her one day in RE.
"Since you've been a Madame, Sister and Reverend what exactly do we call you Ma'am?" we asked.
"Well, I'm in charge of your pastoral care so why not call me Pastor." said she. Pastor Prime she was.
Whilst she had been dabbling in all these religions she had also adhering to a rigorous physical regime which meant that despite her clear mental insanity she had a smoking hot, celibate body. Which every straight, able bodied bloke at the All Boys school I attended noticed immediately.
In order to keep up her gruelling exercise stricture she joined a few of the school's extracurricular activities. Including the school's Surf Lifesaving Club. Where she would help man the watch-tower at the local beach each Saturday with other students and staff.
In her tight red swimsuit.
Suffice to say - all of a sudden many of us felt the need to head down to the beach, swim between the flags and experience difficulty when our school was rostered as Surf Lifesavers.
And there would be the lovely Pastor Prime diving into the surf, dragging the "helpless" victim back to shore and attempting to perform mouth-to-mouth on us.
And that's why the pastor was a beach hit.
( , Tue 3 Sep 2013, 7:32, 8 replies)
At my school we had an exchange program for the RE teachers and pastoral care members.
One year we got a young lady called Thomasina Prime. She had started out as a Jesuit priest. Then finding her beliefs changing she converted to Catholicism and finally finding The Church too confining she reverted to Anglicanism.
Having shifted the metaphysical goal posts so much none of us were sure as to how to properly address Thomasina - so we asked her one day in RE.
"Since you've been a Madame, Sister and Reverend what exactly do we call you Ma'am?" we asked.
"Well, I'm in charge of your pastoral care so why not call me Pastor." said she. Pastor Prime she was.
Whilst she had been dabbling in all these religions she had also adhering to a rigorous physical regime which meant that despite her clear mental insanity she had a smoking hot, celibate body. Which every straight, able bodied bloke at the All Boys school I attended noticed immediately.
In order to keep up her gruelling exercise stricture she joined a few of the school's extracurricular activities. Including the school's Surf Lifesaving Club. Where she would help man the watch-tower at the local beach each Saturday with other students and staff.
In her tight red swimsuit.
Suffice to say - all of a sudden many of us felt the need to head down to the beach, swim between the flags and experience difficulty when our school was rostered as Surf Lifesavers.
And there would be the lovely Pastor Prime diving into the surf, dragging the "helpless" victim back to shore and attempting to perform mouth-to-mouth on us.
And that's why the pastor was a beach hit.
( , Tue 3 Sep 2013, 7:32, 8 replies)
Your pun wasn't bad
but if she 'used to be a Jesuit priest', then she used to be a bloke.
( , Tue 3 Sep 2013, 10:35, closed)
but if she 'used to be a Jesuit priest', then she used to be a bloke.
( , Tue 3 Sep 2013, 10:35, closed)
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