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 | So Father, I have to say...I've run into a lot of crazy religious girls lately. I just don't get it. | |
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| Oh my son, don't Fret. The lord has a plan for you. | |
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| Father, I just don't know...I'm losing hope | |
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| Oh my son, listen, I want you to get on your knees and pray with me. | |
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| Father, what's that sticking out of your frock? | |
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| Oh my son, that's the devine inspiration. If you put it in your mouth, it'll all come together. Now on your knees my child and say 30 hail mary's. Mmmmm.... | |
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