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May 06, 2008

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Joules

I think the Knut's cousin was my homeschooling neighbor whose children were left alone for hours a day while she researched articles for the local Catholic news rag. They always ended up at my house fighting with each other. I suppose I should have bought one of her "Bring Back the Traditional Latin Mass" bumper stickers because they were so cool, but I'm Protestant--plus, how would I explain it to my father the minister?

Mrs. Peperium

Even though I've been on the receiving end of Knut's superiority, I cannot recall if her automobile had a Bring Back the Latin Mass. So Joules, which would be the greater offense in your father's eyes, a Bring Back the Latin Mass bumpersticker on your car, or Crocs in the pews?

Joules

The bumper sticker would be somewhat incongruous to my membership in the Church of the Nazarene (but it'd look good next to my Autism Awareness magnet), so that would feed the ongoing parental perception that I'm not grounded; however, I think Crocs in the pews would indicate an offensive lack of respect for God and the house of worship. Oh, dear--my neighbor is yelling outside for me...must run.

Mr. P

Basil, After I read this stuff I realize I've had a smile on my face the entire time.

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