<blockquote>I bet when he isn&#039;t promoting the League, he is jerking off <strike>to</strike> guys in funny hats who live in Rome. </blockquote>
FIFY. I mean, he had to get official recognition <em>somehow</em>.
Birth control? Nope. Abortion? No way! Adoption? Pathetic. Welfare for the teen mom? You have got to be kidding me! What&#039;s left then, deportation? Now you&#039;re talking!
Catholics, who operate the nation&#039;s biggest network of adoption agencies, are now against adoption.
Isn&#039;t it time the phrase &quot;self-hating Catholic&quot; came to eclipse the more commonly heard alternative mentioning a different religious group?
BTW, I&#039;m feeling particularly nauseous right now, because I made the epic mistake of starting to read that Scarborough Country transcript. Bleurgh! If ever I need an emetic, I know where to turn.
Hawaiians didn&#039;t kill the Lord; they killed Jack Lord.
But how could that be, when we <em>all</em>* know it was 60s hippies that forced the priests to bugger those boys.
* all of us called Bill Donahue who are raging assholes running organizations dedicated to spewing the most loathesome shit imaginable 24/7, that is.
That her story and she&#039;s sticking to it.
<blockquote>I bet when he isn&#039;t promoting the League, he is jerking off <strike>to</strike> guys in funny hats who live in Rome. </blockquote>
FIFY. I mean, he had to get official recognition <em>somehow</em>.
An adoption is a sad story with a happy ending. Shame on you Bill Donohue.
the current crop of catholics is making the borgias look enlightened.
Birth control? Nope. Abortion? No way! Adoption? Pathetic. Welfare for the teen mom? You have got to be kidding me! What&#039;s left then, deportation? Now you&#039;re talking!
Catholics, who operate the nation&#039;s biggest network of adoption agencies, are now against adoption.
Isn&#039;t it time the phrase &quot;self-hating Catholic&quot; came to eclipse the more commonly heard alternative mentioning a different religious group?
BTW, I&#039;m feeling particularly nauseous right now, because I made the epic mistake of starting to read that Scarborough Country transcript. Bleurgh! If ever I need an emetic, I know where to turn.
JOSEPH LIBEL!