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Tell us your stories of churches and religion (or lack thereof). Let the smiting begin!
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( , Thu 19 Mar 2009, 15:00)
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I uttered these words about 30 seconds before the priests walked round the corner, leaving my friend red faced adn shaking in a desperate attempt to hold the laughs in.
now for the backstory:
Me, my sister and our old family friend went to this church near us to use their practice studio in the church spire (sounds very cool but is/was very grubby)
We got there a bit early and we were waiting for the rpiest to turn up to let us in. While we were waiting I realised that our family friend hasn;t met this priest before and may be a bit amused by his appearence. He was always dressed in an old fashioned priest outfit. Long black robe, wdie brimmed flat hat and a long grey bushy beard. On top of that he has a very cheerful booming voice (think happy blessed)
Add these together and most 1st impressions are amusement mixed with wondering if he was real (he is)
Telling my friend not to laugh at him just before he walked round the corner almost destroyed her.
( , Wed 25 Mar 2009, 14:08, 2 replies)
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how the typo on line four looks a bit like 'rapist'...
There's catholic irony for you.
( , Wed 25 Mar 2009, 14:24, closed)
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