October 15, 2003

And you don't even have to be Catholic to do it...

Just check this out.

I have sent the link to everyone on my buddy list. Now I'm waiting to see if I can recognize any stories from any of my friends. :)

Posted by jozjozjoz at October 15, 2003 12:49 PM | TrackBack
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I found that site yesterday and added it to my blogroll. Should make for some interesting reading. heh

Posted by: ~Mel at October 15, 2003 02:35 PM

Hmmm...are any steps being taken to mask IP addresses? Because otherwise a few of these can probably expect some phone calls from Unkie Sam.

Posted by: Mike at October 15, 2003 10:50 PM

I'm not going there.. Lol

Posted by: Sonia at October 15, 2003 11:05 PM

very cool -- i'll be reading (and maybe confessing)

Posted by: P at October 15, 2003 11:11 PM

Makes the things I've done in my youth kinda trivial.

Posted by: Michael at October 16, 2003 08:06 AM

hee hee, that's cool!

Posted by: tj at October 16, 2003 08:28 AM

OMG! That is awesome! I'm adding it to my blogroll!

Posted by: Ash at October 16, 2003 08:28 AM

Love it! But I don't think I'll use it...

I guess if I fess up anything, it would come back and bite me on the ass.

Posted by: Jen at October 16, 2003 12:02 PM

It reminds me why people go to group therapy. It remind them they are not the sickest puppy in the pound!

Confessional humour:

As soon as she had finished convent school, a bright young girl named Lena shook the dust of Ireland off her shoes and made her way to New York where before long, she became a successful performer in show business.

Eventually she returned to her home town for a visit and on a Saturday night went to confession in the church where she had always attended as a child.

In the confessional, Father Sullivan recognized her and began asking her about her work. She explained that she was an acrobatic dancer, and he wanted to know what that meant.

She said she would be happy to show him the kind of thing she did on stage. She stepped out of the confessional and within sight of Father Sullivan, she went into a series of cartwheels, leaping splits, handsprings and backflips.

Kneeling near the confessional, waiting their turn, were two middle-aged ladies. They witnessed Lena's acrobatics with wide eyes, and one said to the other, "Will you jus' look at the penance Father Sullivan is givin' out this night, and me without me bloomers on!"

Posted by: MamaBear at October 16, 2003 06:17 PM

I was here thanks to blogrolling. not blogamania which hosts my blog and happens to be lost somewhere.
Anyway I was here and browse around-thats all.

Posted by: shelli at October 16, 2003 08:52 PM

Wow, some of those are creepy...

Posted by: Busy Mom at October 17, 2003 01:57 PM

Now THAT is a great idea for a website!

Posted by: C.C. at October 18, 2003 04:21 AM

Please remember that the labels are your own.

Posted by: Dunlap Amy at May 3, 2004 02:25 AM

An ideal person is not a tool.

Posted by: Yazmir Keith at May 20, 2004 10:04 AM

Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others.

Posted by: StoweBerns Lindsey at June 3, 2004 04:00 AM
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