Ok, maybe not "nothing". There is the six years of Latin, and the memories of the nuns in their lace up black crepe soled shoes with their hairy lips and their red pens. My Catholic rearing mostly left me confused, and my confusion manifests itself into endless mocking of the beliefs my parents chose for me.
"Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big one on me."
A Concept Self-Conceived
Robert Frost
1958
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Nice Begining!
I would not say nothing....heck you quoted R. Frost for goodness sakes. I went to R. Frost jr high and I almost never quote him. And about the nun thing I got all the ones that decided to come out as lesbian man haters and take out their frustrations on us in the Los Angeles Unified Skoo District...it was hell
by the way this is goldringer
Big Game = No Game!
You need to get your blog on!!!
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